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A Surprise Visit

By: StargazinGirl



I have such plans for this afternoon. I have spent the morning thinking about you and the things I want to share with you, and I can already feel the tingle of excitement starting to stir deep inside. I took a long, indulgent shower, pampering every inch so I would be smooth and silky and soft for your touch. Soft, clean, shiny hair has been pulled up to show my neck, with just a few loose tendrils trailing down. Tanned, toned legs in sandals with heels need no stockings at all. My short, soft dress caresses my thighs as I move, a hint of feelings to come. I grab my long coat and head to your house.

As I pull up to the curb I have to take a deep breath to try to pull myself together. I am excited and nervous and turned on, all at once. I get out of the car and run my hands over my dress, smoothing the silky fabric that clings gently to my breasts, waist and hips. My thin white lace bra does nothing to hide my taut nipples, and the feel of my satiny panties as I make my way up the walk sends sparks of heat to my private places. As I reach for the bell, I pull my long black leather coat tighter around me and feel a little shiver of anticipation. 

I have a secret smile for you as you open the door and stare at me in astonishment. "Can I come in?" I finally have to ask. You drop back to let me by, shocked that I am there, and I step in, almost brushing against you but not quite. "Surprise" I say as I stop just out of your reach and let my coat fall open. Your appreciative stare starts a slow burn and I can feel my body beginning to react. I wrap my arms around your neck, pulling your face close to mine and you respond forcefully, crushing me against you. We kiss deeply, with passion that has long been held off. You reach back to close the door and lead me in. 

I wander to the stereo and turn it up a notch or two, feeling the pulse of the music, rocking just a little with the beat of the song. I slide my coat first off of one shoulder, then the other and let it fall away to the floor. As you stare, I sway just a bit with the music, moving my hips just a little, rocking back and forth. I turn my back to you as I lean over just the slightest bit to adjust the music, offering you a glimpse of the pretty lace panties I have on. I am made bold by the way you are staring at me, and I move and sway, dancing slowly, just for you. I am so turned on by your eyes watching my body move, and it feels so sexy that I slide my fingers slowly down my neck to my breasts, circling my nipples just once. 

I come to you and nudge you gently to sit on the couch and I start to slowly and rhythmically move my hips again, moving away a bit, my dress hinting at the curves underneath, my eyes holding yours. My breathing is deep and deliberate, making my breasts swell and rise against the fabric. My tight thighs are peaking out from under my dress and I dance closer to you, my tummy at your eye level. You place your hands on my hips, feeling the rhythm of my moving, making me hotter just by the weight of your touch on me. The heat of your stare ignites me as you pull my body close to you, planting small kisses on my belly, my hips, my bare thighs. The rough yet soft scrape of your fingers on my skin is setting me on fire, as you move your hands up my thighs to cup my bottom, feeling me sway, feeling toned muscles tighten and relax under your touch.

I slide my fingers up into my hair, removing the pin and letting it fall down around my face and onto my shoulders. Your thumbs are grazing the inside of my panties, touching but not quite there, driving me crazy with the teasing. I step closer and you know what I need. You slide my dress up and kiss bare skin, my belly, my inner thighs and start to move under the satiny cloth of my panties, already damp with longing for you. Your hands on my hips are all that is keeping me on my feet, I am so weak with want. You pull my panties aside and bury your face in me, hot tongue and hot breath making me shiver. 

My own fingers dip into my bra, pinching my nipples while your tongue dances across my clit. Thumbs and strong fingers run up my thighs, kneading deeply, reaching higher, sending shocks right to my core. The low moan that escapes my lips lets you know I am close to the edge, and you press in deeper with your tongue, sucking and flicking my clit. My hips press my sex into your face and I am starting to climax, my fingers dug into your strong shoulders and my head thrown back in ecstasy. You plunge a finger into my wet pussy and can feel me gripping you there, your tongue never stopping as I ride that sweet wave. 

I step back and sit down hard on the coffee table behind me, my knees weak from the power of the orgasm that has just swept through me. You are as pleased with the result of your attentions as I am, and I know we are just getting to what will be the best part of this afternoon. You come forward and drop down to kneel in front of me, and we share a long, deep kiss. The kiss trails away and you and I are holding each other's gaze as you start to unzip my dress. My fingers reach for your shirt and soon I can see that beautiful hard chest, and I bring my hands to it, feeling your heat and strength. My dress slides down to reveal my pretty bra with my hard nipples pushing against the lace, and you lean in to kiss them and tease some more. My hand is on your hard length and I work the buttons to free you from your pants. I push my dress to the floor and your pants to your knees, as our mouths connect and explore, tongues seeking, lips pressing. Your fingers rub my nipples, rolling them and pinching them as my hand tightens on your cock, slowly stroking, loving the hardness of it. 

Then you stand, so suddenly, pants kicked away, pulling my panties down, laying me back onto the table and then you are entering me, with a force that rocks me and I cry out. The heat of it is so intense, this sudden connection, and I can feel myself already starting to go over again. You grab my wrists and pin them over my head, driving and thrusting, hard, purely animal and I am powerless to stop the sweeping orgasm that rocks me as you pound into me, hard and fast. My body is rigid from the fury of feeling and it drives me to cry out again. I sink fingernails into your back, running them to your butt, pulling you deep into me so you can feel the power of the shockwave running through me. 

As I come down, I begin to sit up and with hands on your chest, press you back, away from me, onto the couch again. We are sharing the stare, the one that makes me hot without a single touch. I reach for you, lean over to you, kissing your ear, your neck, your chest, flicking my tongue on your man-nipples and giving little bites down your belly. I take your so hard cock into my mouth, as deeply as I can, working my tongue over the head of it, pulling you in. I can feel your body tense, muscles tight as I scrape fingernails over your thighs and draw you deeply in. I give you all of my attention, rolling my hot tongue over you, lips tight around you, sucking you. 

You are almost there so I slow for a moment, little licks and nibbles on your shaft, feather light fingertips on your balls and butt, holding off the release you're close to. I come up to sit astride you, lowering my hot self onto you, gripping you with muscles still so tight from climax, wet and smooth and snug. I start to rock my hips back and forth, sliding you in and then just a little bit out. It's agony to tease this way, we both are moving against each other, wanting more. I move with more force now, riding you, deeply in and out, driving your hard staff into me and then pulling it out, gripping it with the tightness of my pussy. Your hands reach up to my breasts, rubbing them as they move with the rhythm of my thrusts. As we both get near to orgasm, I stop again, prolonging it again, and slowly rise away, moving down to take you into my mouth one more time. 

My hand encircles your hardness and I take you deeply in once more, knowing that I want to take you there this way. I feel your hands making fists in my hair, crushing me into you, moving me faster and deeper and I can sense it won't be long now. My hands and my mouth work together to take you over, and I feel you tighten up, legs hard, hands fisted tight, grabbing my head and I take all of you as you let go, licking, sucking deeply, my tongue never stopping. 

Your body bucks and shakes, and I take every bit of your orgasm, fingers sunk deep into your thighs. As it subsides, I give light kisses, little licks and nibbles on tender skin, making you shiver, my tongue touching places that can hardly take it, lips grazing thighs and belly. You collapse over onto the couch, and I'm sitting on the floor with my head resting on your wonderful stomach. We trail light touches over each other's bodies, sharing the stare again, knowing that this day is far from over.

A Surprise Visit



Laurie, my very own hot wife of twenty-five years, and I were sitting in the den watching TV when the doorbell rang. Laurie was pretty relaxed – she had changed after she got home from work and was relaxing in a loose blouse and long shorts. (Cold outside but warm in the house – she had asked me to start a fire shortly after she got home.)

I got up to answer the door and was surprised to see Brian and a short blonde girl standing there. I invited them in and Brian introduced me again (we had met previously a few months ago) to his girlfriend, Kathy. He explained that they'd had dinner and a few drinks at one of the restaurants near Pop's. I took their coats, threw them across a chair in the living room and walked them back to the den. Brian just towered over the little blonde. It looked like her head barely came up to his chest. She had a button-up blouse on, the top three buttons undone, and a really short skirt that highlighted her very cute legs. While not really busty, Kathy has a 34B chest on top of a slim waist and flared hips.

We have a couch in the den that buts up against a love seat. Laurie was sitting at the end of the couch next to the matching smaller piece. Brian and Kathy sat down after Brian gave Laurie a quick kiss on the cheek to say hello. I poured more wine for Laurie and got a glass for Kathy. Brian drank a beer as he and I shared a skinny while we all did the small-talk thing. They have been going out for about a year and a half – no marriage plans, but she is planning on moving to the Chicago area after graduation and I think they are planning on living together.

A little more wine and everybody was losing the 'first meeting' jitters. Laurie seemed to be talking across Brian to Kathy. As Kathy relaxed with the wine, she sat further back into the cushions of the love seat. She drew a knee up slightly causing her skirt to ride high up her thigh. As I moved forward to hand the joint to Brian, I was treated to a glimpse of her white cotton panties. Way cute! When I moved back, I saw Laurie taking a peek as well. I do believe that Kathy had assumed that pose intentionally to be provocative

Laurie had taken Brian's hand in hers, just holding it loosely as they talked. Laurie asked when the graduation was, said my mother was making all of us crazy as she had three college graduations to choose from this May. Kathy asked about the other two. Brian said his '1st favorite' and '2nd favorite' cousins were also graduating. Kathy asked who they were, and Brian threw us a giant curveball.

"You remember my 1st fave," he said slowly, "I told you about her when I went to St. Louis a few weeks ago. Lisa...she goes to Washington University...remember?" Kathy asked if the school was close to St. Louis and if he had a chance to see her. His face got red in the way that only true redheads can. "Uhm...yeah...actually, it's in a suburb right next to St. Louis...she came in to the city for dinner and stuff."

Laurie turned to me and asked if I knew about it. I shook my head and looked at Brian. "No," I said, "she never mentioned it to me." Kathy then made the jump and said she remembered – Lisa was our daughter, wasn't she? Then moving on, she asked about the other cousin. Brian told her that Richard (my nephew) was his Uncle James's oldest son and he was finishing up at IU in Bloomington. 

Kathy asked for more wine, so I refilled her glass and poured a little more for Laurie; then I lit another joint to share with Brian. After Kathy took a long pull of her wine, she took the joint out of Brian's hand and took a drag herself. Within a few minutes, her eyes started to glaze over. She looked at Laurie's hand resting on Brian's knee, then looked directly at her. "So, Laurie," her voice was a little husky, "is it true?"

Laurie smiled as she considered her reply. (She told me later she wanted to know how much Brian may have told her.) "Is what true, honey?" Laurie's voice was a little deeper than normal as well. I looked at Brian – he had an 'aw shucks' look on his face. Gotta love that kid! 

Kathy was blushing now; she was adorable...short, styled blonde hair framed around a blue-eyed cheerleader's face. One more drag on the joint and 'adorable' changed to 'very sexy' right before my bloodshot, very stoned eyes.

"Well," Kathy answered, her voice dropping again, "Brian told me a pretty hot story about..." At that point, Brian interrupted his girlfriend by leaning across the padded arms of the love seat and couch and kissing Laurie directly on her lips. As they continued, and Laurie started to moan softly, Kathy looked at me with a wicked little grin. "So I guess it is true, huh?" 

Smiling, I held the joint out towards her and she got up off the love seat and walked around to where I was sitting on the couch. I gave it to her and watched her take a nice, long hit. As she held it in, her breasts started to push further out against her shirt, straining the buttons. "Of course," I said, "I don't know what he told you...but I know my nephew...he may not tell the whole truth all the time, but he doesn't lie."

She exhaled and looked over at her boyfriend, actively french-kissing his aunt. Her glazed eyes returned to mine and she smiled her wicked little grin again. She took the joint out of my hand and as she brought it to her mouth, she hesitated. "Wanna shotgun, Uncle Steve?" Wow! Talk about a time warp! I hadn't heard that word – in that context – for at least twenty years. Before I could say anything, she sat down across my knee, put the joint in her mouth backwards, and leaned in to blow the smoke into my mouth.

She blew gently, the smoke jetting out from between her young, plump lips as she moved her mouth next to mine. I inhaled deeply and then took the joint out of her mouth. I moved slowly towards her, her grin wider now. I tilted her face to mine and pressed my lips to hers. Kathy held her mouth open as I exhaled the smoke back into her. Her hand moved around the back of my neck as she inhaled, holding my mouth firmly against hers; then I felt her tongue dart across my lips. I thought about this new twist for oh, say about a nano-second before I decided to kiss her back. Then I decided to bestow the benefits of my fifty-odd years on this voluptuous child...and I kissed her the way the Thai and the Chinese whores taught a thirty year-old to kiss a long time ago. She liked it. A lot. 

I thought I should push the proverbial envelope a bit and slid my fingertips inside the edge of her open shirt and caressed the top of her breast; when she moaned into my mouth, I let my fingers slide under her very flimsy bra. I found her hard nipple and rolled it between my fingers. She sucked my tongue half-way down her throat!

When I could finally disengage, my heart was pounding and my mouth was quite dry. I turned back towards Laurie to find Brian had unbuttoned her blouse and his fingertips were playing lightly over her breasts as they continued to kiss. I turned back to Kathy to find her entranced by the scene in front of her. Her breathing was as shallow as mine as she watched her boyfriend pleasuring his aunt.

I moved her off my knee and stood up. That stopped Brian and Laurie momentarily. I said I was going to get something to drink and put another log on the fire. Laurie suggested I put a couple of logs on and spread some pillows on the living room floor. As I walked out of the den, I heard Kathy ask, "So, Laurie...did, uhm...oh yeah...did Richard get the same 'graduation present' that you gave Brian?"

Laurie started to giggle and Brian laughed out loud, as did I walking to the kitchen. "Oh dear," Laurie replied, "No...that side of the family...no, that could never happen, darling." 

Brian was silent for a moment; from the kitchen I heard him say, "Jesus, Aunt Bet...I mean Laurie...sorry...but could you even begin to imagine?" Then his laughter mixed with his aunt's. 

"Honey," Laurie said to Kathy, "we're really not being unkind. Richard is a tall, slim, good-looking boy...actually, quite good looking...but really, if you knew him...a very serious, very religious boy. I mean...I love him dearly and I would do anything he asked."

Brian interrupted. "But, baby, it would never occur to him to ask. And if it did...Richard is definitely not the kind of guy who would do anything inappropriate." 

As I took a long drink of ice-water, I heard Kathy again. "Is this what you would call inappropriate?" Then I lost them as I walked into the living room and moved the burning logs and embers around before throwing more wood on the flames. I got some blankets and pillows and spread them, along with some cushions, in front of the fireplace. It was quite cozy and it got even better when I shut the lights, lit a few candles, and put some Brazilian jazz on the CD player. 

I went upstairs to get a couple more joints and the bottle of massage oil. I refilled my ice-water and got another beer for my nephew and then put everything in the living room. I walked back to the den and picked up the bottle of wine and my lighter and told the girls to bring their glasses and follow me. Then I told Brian to come, too. He's beautiful – just not always focused.

I refilled the wine glasses again and handed Brian the cold beer. Kathy and Laurie sat in front of the fireplace and remarked at the same time how good the fire felt...then giggled and smiled at each other. Kathy said Brian told her I'd taught him how to give a great massage, but he needed a refresher course as it had been a while. She suggested I use her to demonstrate as Brian copied my actions on Laurie. My mouth was dry again as I looked at Laurie for her reaction. She looked at her nephew (kneeling at her side with a huge grin on his face) and then at his girlfriend. Kathy's expression was definitely turning her on. Laurie looked back at me and nodded her head.

I asked Brian to move the furniture back so there was a nice large free space on the Oriental rug in front of the fireplace. Laurie took a couple of the blankets and spread them out and then grabbed a couple of pillows for herself and Kathy. 

Kathy had taken her wine glass to the couch during the little flurry of activity. I brought the bottle over to pour her a little more. I sat down next to her and lit a joint. I smiled at the little hottie and asked her if she had any problem with an oil massage. She said that Brian had described it to her and she was really looking forward to it. I gave her the joint and as she drew in the smoke, I started to unbutton her shirt. She looked around to see Brian kneeling next to Laurie, sliding her blouse off her shoulders. Kathy and Laurie moaned together as boyfriend/nephew took one of his favorite aunt's swollen nipples and sucked it into his mouth. I unfastened the last few buttons of Kathy's shirt and pulled it open and off her shoulders. Her bra seemed to be made out of plain white cotton, with no support built in. Not that she needed any – she was truly, God forgive me, perky! As I unclasped the bra in the back, Kathy crossed her arms in front and peeled the straps down. Her Playmate-of-the-Month tits stayed exactly as they were, if you don't count her swelling nipples. Fuck, she's a hot one!

Brian let Laurie's tit pop out of his mouth. Her nipple was extended almost an inch from his sucking and licking. Laurie made a sad kind of moan as he drew away. He looked at Kathy and smiled. "C'mere, babe." He held out his hand to her. As Kathy stood and walked towards the fire, Brian caught my eye. Still grinning, he said quietly, "This one's for you, Steve."

Kathy dropped to her knees on Laurie's other side. She slid her hand up Laurie's stomach (causing, I was told later, a very rapid heartbeat and a small flood in her pussy) until she cupped the breast Brian just left with her hand. "Laurie," she whispered, "you are just too hot." She started to roll the stiff nub between her fingers. 

Laurie's eyes had turned into the lust-filled slits that signal her inhibitions had disappeared completely. She stared at Kathy's exposed tits for a long, long minute until her dusky, pink nipples hardened under her gaze. Then looked into the young girl's eyes. "Mmmm...you, too, Kathy." Her voice was deep and full of desire. Kathy bent forward and took the other nipple between her lips as she continued to roll and pinch the first one.

"Jesus, honey," she moaned under Kathy's assault, "that feels so fucking good."

Kathy pulled back, revealing a nipple swollen as long as its twin. Her other hand covered it quickly and she started to pull and pinch on both. She straightened up and kissed Laurie lightly on her open lips. "Uhmm, Laurie," she was near breathless, "can we...uhmm, you know...like continue this...after the massage?" She kissed Laurie again. "I'm just dieing to see your tattoo...your nephew told me it was killer!" Laurie smiled her sluttiest smile and nodded slowly back.

Brian walked around to me to get a joint. He lit it, took a drag and handed it back to me. Blowing the smoke slowly out of his mouth, he smiled wide and his eyes were sparkling. "Well? How was that, Uncle Steve?" God, he looked pleased with himself!

I exhaled and handed it back. He took the joint out of my hand, but I kept moving forward until I'd pressed my fingers and palm against the erection straining against his pants. I smiled at him and said, "Looks like you found it exciting, Brian."

He did the same to me and found me in the same (albeit smaller) condition. He chuckled as he exhaled. "Well I'm not the only one!" He handed me the joint and I took a hit. I was getting so high...I knew he wasn't used to pot that strong – he had to be flying! I put the joint out and exhaled slowly. Brian leaned closer to me, his voice much lower. "Fuck, Uncle Steve...she's just perfect, ya know?" I nodded. "When I first told her about you guys...she got so fuckin' hot! She wanted to know everything." He started blushing deep red. "I hope you won't be mad...I told her everything about that first night with Dad."

I couldn't breathe...couldn't speak. I took a long sip of ice-water while my heart got nearly normal. Finally, "Brian...I'm not mad at you...you know we love ya, kid! I was just kind of surprised, that's all. When we decided to include you, it was because," I gently squeezed his huge hard-on, "among other things, we all trust your instincts. If you trust this delicious little thing, then we certainly will, too." I pumped him again, this time taking his balls in my hand. I smiled at him while I increased the pressure slowly on his swollen sac. "And if you fucked up, well..." With a final squeeze, I let go and started to laugh. His eyes were as wide as saucers for a second until he realized I was having a little fun with him. I looked back at the two girls; they sat in front of the fire, drinking their wine, giving each other playful little kisses. I turned back to Brian. "What did she say when you told her?"

His grin was back. "First thing she said is that she had to meet you guys...soon. She was so hot, Unc...she told me that once, in high school, she was really trashed at a party. It was a pool party...she wound up in the pool without her top...that was okay." I started breathing faster, trying to picture this little blonde minx in the water. "She told me the next thing she knew, she was surrounded by a small group of guys...they were all feeling her up all over and she went a little nuts. She took them to the shallow end and made them sit on one of the steps...told them to take their swimsuits off. She started blowing them. One by one she made them cum. By the time she got to the end, it seemed like there was another body there, but she just bent over and took him in her mouth."

My heart was pounding so hard, my mouth bone dry again. I couldn't take my eyes off the little beauty as I took another sip of water.

"Fuck, Uncle Steve...she was so hot when she told me...the last guy she was doing was really working her tits...he got hard so fast, she said...after just a couple of head-bobs, he started filling her mouth with cum. 'Oh, fuck, Kathy...I always knew you would be great!' he told her. She said she had the strongest orgasm of all time as she recognized the voice. She said it felt like she was being electrocuted as she felt his cock throb in her mouth – his was the only load she swallowed – then looked up into the loving, slightly drunken eyes of her older brother, home from college."

I almost came in my pants. I wanted her to be part of the family. I hoped they were really in love. I couldn't wait any longer. "Brian, what happened in St. Louis?" Again, his face flushed deep red. "Whatever happened, Brian...it's okay. But no secrets, right?"

"Dad called me at school one day." His head hung down a little as he spoke softly. "He asked me if I wanted to spend a wild weekend with his slut." He looked back up at me as he understood I wasn't going to be angry. "Jeez, Uncle Steve...I thought it was gonna be Aunt Laurie! Anyway, he called back the next day, told me the hotel and room number and said there would be a key at the desk for me. The room bill was pre-paid and we could order all the room service we wanted. (I was impressed – my brother must be having a very good year.) When I walked in the room and saw Lisa, I nearly had a heart attack!"

"Tell me the rest later, Brian. I've got a lesson to teach." I couldn't take any more without going into some kind of sensory overload. I walked to the fire to put a couple more logs on the flames. I couldn't help but stare at the four beautiful, slightly moist breasts before me. I leaned down and kissed Laurie. "Ready for a massage, baby?" Her eyes answered me. 

She turned around to Brian and slowly stood up. She looked at him, her eyes were just steaming hot. "Can you help me, sweetie?" She moved her hands to the top of her shorts.

Brian came to her and dropped to his knees. He unbuttoned the top and slowly slid her zipper down. As he slid her shorts down her legs, Kathy slipped her hand across the soft lace that covered Laurie's mound. "I love your panties...so delicate." 

Brian took her hand away and gently told her to let me help her get ready, too. I knelt down next to my nephew and turned his girlfriend's hips around towards me. I moved my fingers lightly up her sides, and then over her Playboy-perfect tits. She trembled a little as I found the zipper on the side of her skirt. I was kissing and nibbling at her tight tummy as the skirt fell to the soft carpet beneath her feet. When I looked at her, I gasped. Laurie turned to see what caused me to react and she moaned along with me as her hand dropped to the front of Kathy's panties. As Kathy pressed her hand on top of Laurie's, they kissed again. 

I looked at Brian and said, "Her panties, dude..." They were plain white cotton, a little triangle just barely covering her pussy and thin elastic bands over her hips led to another small piece of cotton covering her crack in back. "They're exactly the same as the pair your aunt wore...the first time your dad fucked her. Aren't they, darlin'?" Laurie just moaned into Kathy's mouth as Brian and I divested them of their underwear and gently laid them down on their stomachs across the blankets Laurie had spread out before the fire. We both stood to undress. Kathy looked up at me, that wicked grin still plastered on her face. I liked her more and more as each minute passed.

"My, my, my, Uncle Steve..." (it really tickled me that she called Laurie Laurie and me Uncle Steve) she giggled, "getting a little forward, aren't we?"

I looked down at her and tried to be stern. "Turn around, little girl...you're just here as a...you know...teaching aide. Nothing personal...we just don't want to get oil on our clothes." I finished undressing, standing there in front of her.




A Surprise Visit



"Sure, Uncle Steve," she giggled again, "whatever!!!" Then out of nowhere her hand reached up and she rubbed her fingertips lightly over my balls.

Laurie was leaning on an elbow, watching as Brian stripped down. "C'mere, baby," she growled at him, "it's been so long." She patted the blanket next to her. Brian knelt beside her at her direction. His long, thick cock was already half-hard as Laurie took it in hand and brought his mushroom-shaped head to her lips. The slurping and sucking sounds she made filled the living room. 

Kathy looked up at me again as I reached for the bottle of massage oil. "Laurie is a noisy one, isn't she, Uncle Steve?" 

I knelt down at her side and gently positioned her arms across the pillow and put her face over her crossed hands. Then I took the plastic bottle and whacked Brian on the shoulder. "You here to learn massage or get your cock sucked, boy?" He laughed and pulled back slowly from Laurie's mouth.

Laurie moaned across to me, "Baby, he was just starting to get hard...don't I get to have any fun?" She batted her eyes and we both started laughing. She assumed the same position as the scrumptious little blonde. I poured a puddle of oil into my palm, letting it warm for a minute, and then handed Brian the bottle. 

"You just do what I do, Brian...I'm sure it will all come back to you in no time." I let the oil drip onto the back of Kathy's neck and over her shoulder blades and started rubbing her taut, elastic skin, working my fingertips hard across her upper back. I bent down and whispered in her ear, "You have a beautiful body, Kathy...your skin is soft, smooth and tight. Tell me if you don't like what I'm doing...or if I'm rubbing too hard... anything." 

"Mmmmh...no, Uncle Steve...it feels great...you just do whatever you want to me...I know it will be fine."

I took some more oil, this time spreading it across the top of her shoulders and her arms. After I coated her upper arms, I drew my hands down her sides, spreading the slick liquid across the sides of her firm, young breasts. Hearing Laurie moan, I glanced across to see my nephew mimicking my actions. I drizzled a little more of the sesame-scented liquid over Kathy's ass. My fingers worked her perfect buns hard and deep until she was moaning just like the woman lying to her right. Then I motioned to Brian to do as I did – moving my hands to Kathy's hips, I slid her several inches further to her left. Brian did the same, gently moving Laurie to her right. Then, quite slowly, I ran my hands up her perfectly tanned and firm cheerleader legs until I reached the upward curve of her cheeks. My hands returned downward, this time pushing the girl's legs apart. Again, my nephew copied my actions until the girls feet were touching.

Sitting between Kathy's outstretched legs, I applied more oil to her calves and the back of her knees and thighs. I felt Brian watch me as I stopped for a moment to get a drink of ice-water. I reached a joint and a lighter and took a drag, then handed it to Kathy. She inhaled deeply, handed it back to me, and then lay her head down across her arms again. I took another hit and then passed it to Brian. As he took a hit, my eyes dropped to his swollen prick. He wasn't fully hard yet, but he was well on the way. I looked up at him again to find him grinning at me, his ice-blue eyes sparkling with love and mirth. With his spare hand, he offered up his cock to me. I took it.

Kathy chose that moment to turn around. "This music is fantastic, Uncle Steve...UNCLE STEVE...Oh my God, Laurie, this is sooo hottt!!!" 

Laurie turned around to see Brian's meat slide between my lips. She giggled and turned to Kathy. "Boys, you know? They just never really do grow up...at least, not the good ones!" Both girls laughed.

The taste and feel of my nephew's hard, hot penis in my mouth was overwhelming. I'd almost forgotten what we had been doing. I sucked him hard, and then pulled him out with a plop! They laughed again.

I told them to resume their positions and they did. Then, after pouring a little more oil into each hand, I leaned forward and starting at the back of her neck, I lightly rubbed Kathy's back all the way down to her sweet ass. This time, I used one hand on either side of her, pushing and pulling the exquisite curve of each cheek where they turn down and become the fleshy part of her mound. Of course, my fingers were brushing her darkening pussy lips and her clitoral hood. A quick glance at Brian told me he was aware of what I was doing and doing the same, in turn, to his aunt.

My hands worked back to the outside of her hips and I gently drew her up and back on to her knees, her head still on the pillow. I slid my right hand between her thighs and cupped her pussy. I started to rub my fingers through her moistening slit and then lightly around her clit. My left hand was rubbing and squeezing her cheeks. I leaned forward and slowly dragged my tongue upwards from the bottom of her sweet slit; when I reached her puckered hole, she shivered in delight. 

"Laurie," she moaned softly, "Uncle Steve is licking my ass...it feels so good...does he do this to you?"

"Oh yeah, sweetie...it's part of the massage. Doesn't my nephew do it to you?"

"No." Kathy sounded little a pouty little girl. My cock got even harder.

"Well he should," Laurie answered her back with a soft sigh. "He does it so well..."

Kathy looked over her shoulder to see Brian's face between his aunt's butt-cheeks and then lowered her head again. "Who's better?"

"Honey, I've never met anyone with a tongue like Brian's uncle...you should take advantage of it while you can. But...unghh...Brian's not bad at all...just needs a little more practice."

When I felt Kathy start to rock back on my right hand, I stiffened my tongue and stuck it as deeply as I could into her ass. She and Laurie were moaning together as Brian did the same thing to his aunt. Leaving them more than a little frustrated, I told Brian it was time to turn them over. I pushed Kathy's hips back down to the carpet and brought her legs together and helped her on to her back. I straddled her hips so that when I lowered myself, my cock fell naturally into the top of her moist, pink slit.

I took a little more oil and started to massage her shoulders and her upper chest. When I came to her breasts, I coated them first and then started rubbing lightly with my fingertips until I reached her swollen nipples. I rolled them between my fingers and thumbs as I moved my hips back and forth, masturbating her with the shaft of my cock. Christ, I was as hard as I could ever remember being. I glanced across and saw that Brian was in the same condition. I looked up and caught his eye. "Fuck her, Steve," he mouthed silently at me, "Fuck her good!"

I turned back to the little blonde centerfold underneath me and drew my hands across her stomach and down to her thighs. I took my swollen shaft in hand and started to rub the head around her clit. Her face was caught somewhere between 'cutest cheerleader of all time' and 'dirtiest little slut you've ever seen'. She smiled her wicked little grin. "Do what he said, Uncle Steve...fuck me...fuck me good." She turned to Brian. "You, too, baby...fuck your aunt..." her hand found Laurie's breast and she started kneading it like dough, "fuck her good, lover."

My eyes were locked onto Laurie's as she drew her knees up and opened her dark pink gash in invitation. Her nephew accepted and slid his thick, hard man-meat deep into her welcoming cunt. "Oh God, Brian...that feels so good in me," she moaned. "Fuck me, baby...fuck Aunt Laurie hard!" 

We had all been riding the crest for too long. With little thought given to technique, I gave Kathy enough space to spread her legs out from under me and then knelt between them, my cock jutting straight out at her. With a hand gripping each of her firm, tanned thighs, I spread her open and lifted her so that her tight, wet cunt swallowed every inch of my cock.

It was heaven. With her mound grinding against me, I pulled her up and her mouth found mine. When she relaxed for a moment, I dropped my head and took her thick, rubbery nipple into my mouth. Putting my lips over my teeth, I started biting and gnawing at the delicious pink nub. "Fuck, Uncle Steve...don't stop...please..." She was hunching herself forwards and back on my stiff dick, kissing and biting my shoulders as I worked her perfectly plump tit. 

She was moving faster each passing minute, her strong, young cunt squeezing my buried shaft as she moved in either direction. She whispered in my ear. "Can you feel that, Uncle Steve? Can you feel my little pussy squeezing your big cock?" I moaned back, my lips vibrating against her swollen nipple. "Shit...what was that?" Her cunt started to spasm around me. I moaned again, this time biting down a little harder. Groaning now, Kathy started to shake in my lap, her pussy jumping up and down along my wet, frothy shaft. 

I pulled my mouth away from her just long enough to move my lips and uncover my teeth. At the same time, I slid a hand back over her ass and between her cheeks. Then, as I bit down so very gently on the tip of her breast, I slid the first joint of my little finger inside her ass. 

She screamed. 

Using the hand I had on her ass, I pulled her up to me as hard as I could. My cockhead, buried in her up to my balls, was spewing all my crème, flooding her tight cunt with a white-wash of semen.

She screamed again. This time, it was Brian who was moaning and groaning as loudly as Kathy was screaming. His cock was ramming in and out of Laurie's swollen pussy; from the way he'd pushed her legs up to her chest, I knew he was hitting her cervix with each thrust. Then as Kathy started to quiet down, he pulled completely out of Laurie's cunt and then shoved it in one last time. I could see his balls contracting as he ground himself between her upraised thighs. Five, six, seven times his ass cheeks squeezed together as he jetted a full load of his potent young sperm into her womb. Then he lay on top of her and they kissed deeply and lovingly.

Laurie spoke first. "Oh, Brian...promise me you won't stay away so long again, lover. That was wonderful, darling."

Brian extricated himself from my wife and sat back on his heels. His goofy grin said it all as he shook his head slowly back and forth. "You are unbelievable, Laurie. Fuck!" He started chuckling. "I've told my fraternity brothers about you..."

"Brian?" I interjected. "Remember what we talked...""Uncle Steven? I'm not stupid...no names or places...I just said 'a friend of my dad's."

"Sorry...I should have known."

"That's okay," he grin was back, "anyway, they didn't believe me – that a fifty year-old lady was like the best fuck...uhmm, I mean...Kathy, you are fantastic and I love you and..."

"Shut up, Brian...," I think she was surprised that she could actually speak after that crashing orgasm, "I know what you mean." She turned her erection-causing smile back on me as she spoke to him. "I love you too, baby...but really, Brian...have you ever heard me cum like that, ever?"

Brian, Laurie and I all laughed at the same time and Kathy joined in a minute later. I kissed my second-favorite young girl and then got up to get some fresh drinks for everyone. When I returned, I lit a joint and handed it to Brian. I poured more wine for the ladies and took a sip of ice-water before retrieving the joint and taking another hit. I put a very mellow jazz piano cd on the player and sat down on the rug next to Kathy. I gave her the joint and as she put it between her cover-girl lips, I let my fingers play lightly over the front of her body.

Keeping my voice as neutral as I could, I said, "So, Kathy...it seems that..." (this wasn't as easy as I'd thought it would be) "uhmm...you know all about us, right?" She nodded. "So you know about Brian's dad and Laurie?"

Nodding again, she turned to Laurie, her eyes glowing. "Can you tell me about that, Laurie? Please? When Brian told me you are his dad's slut...fuck, I think I came when he said it." 

Laurie leaned over and kissed the girl to stop her talking. "Later, baby," she whispered to the young beauty, "I think Uncle Steve was talking to you." 

"Sorry." Kathy kissed her again and then turned back to me with the sexiest little girl look I think I've ever seen. She needs to teach it to Lisa so she'll have it in her repertoire, too.

I took another sip. "So, the uh...I mean...family fun...incest...it doesn't bother you?"

She took the joint out of my hand and took a quick puff. As she let the smoke out, that insanely hot pre-pubescent smile never leaving her face, she shook her head. "Nope... not at all."

I took the joint and handed it to Brian, hoping to keep him calm and quiet for a moment. As he inhaled, I turned back to Kathy. "That's a fairly unusual attitude for someone to have...unless...unless they've had..." Her face flushed a deep pink as I hesitated between words. "You know what I mean, right, sweetheart?" Her eyes never left mine as she nodded once, very slowly. I smiled warmly as I bent down and kissed her extended nipple; my right hand cupping her throbbing mound. I sat up again, still massaging her pussy with my palm. "Is there something you'd like to share with us, Kath?"

The flush moved across her chest as she sat up a little straighter. The little girl look was gone – her face was a mask of pure lust and mounting desire. Her breath was shallow and her voice got quite deep. Looking at Laurie, she started. "I told this to Brian after he told me about you guys." Her eyes moved to Brian and they smiled at each other for a second. Then she turned back to me, the lust replacing the love in her expression.

She repeated the story Brian told me earlier almost word for word. When she told it, it was much hotter. Laurie asked her about her brother and Kathy told us, rather breathlessly, how she'd had the hugest crush on him since middle school. When she started high school, he was a junior.

Brian leaned forward. "Picture this, Aunt Laurie...he's about six feet tall and just under two hundred pounds...hair a little darker than Kathy's. I mean, if you seem him, you'll see...he and Matt could be brothers."

Laurie gasped. I think it was the way Brian said Matt's name...like he knew something. But Kathy continued, not noticing. "Uhmm, I don't know if I told you everything, baby," she looked at Brian. He took another hit of the joint and motioned for her to continue.

"The summer after freshman year, I lost all my baby fat and grew a couple inches." 

Laurie leaned over and kissed her lightly. "I bet you were a beautiful baby."

"Thanks, Laurie...you, too." She rubbed Laurie's breast as she continued. "I don't think mine will ever be like these," she nodded in Laurie's direction, "but they sure made themselves known that summer. I told Mom I needed new clothes, but it was a while before she could take me shopping.

"We have a pool in our back yard with a nice deck for barbeques. One day Andy, my brother, and a few of his friends were all goofing off in the water – it was a really hot afternoon. Mom was out shopping – I knew she wouldn't be back for a couple hours. 

"I'd known them all for years...swum with them a lot...and all of a sudden, I wanted to go down there. I wanted to see if they noticed how I'd changed, especially my brother. I went to my room and put on one of my old tank suits and looked in the mirror. Oh my God! It stretched to fit me, but the back was pulled into a rope of material in my crack The front was so tight, I could see my pussy as clearly as if I was naked! My nipples were tearing holes through the top.

"I changed into a white two-piece suit I used to wear for tanning. I guess it was a string bikini, but on a pretty shapeless eighth-grader, it covered me fine. Now, it fit me fine. I brushed my hair, put on a robe, and went down to the pool.  

"When I walked out on the deck, the guys all waived and said hi. I walked over to the side of the pool and asked Andy if he minded if I jumped in to cool off. He said it was fine with him." 

I reached across this sexy little minx to get the joint from Brian. She took my hand and drew it to her lips, taking a long hit. As I got it back, she took a sip of wine, exhaled the smoke, and continued.

"I walked around to the deep end. My back was to the pool and I heard the boys continue playing whatever. I took the robe off and put it over a chair. Fuck, Brian, I was so nervous. I turned around and took two steps to the edge of the pool. In the five seconds it took me to get ready to dive, all the sound stopped...all of them were looking at me. I looked up and smiled at Andy and then dove into the water. I swam to the shallow end and just walked up the steps to the deck. When I turned around to walk back for my robe, all the sounds stopped again. I turned to them to smile...they were all staring at me."

Brian, Laurie and I were all breathing in unison as she took another hit and another sip. She grinned up at each of us, knowing how aroused we were. She continued.

"I'd never worn that suit for swimming before. It turns out..." giggle, giggle, "that the lining really didn't do too good a job. I looked down...I could see my nipples and breasts like I didn't even have a suit on. I had no idea what it looked like down here." She patted my hand as I continued to play with her plump, moist mound.

"I was shaking as I walked to the deep end and put my robe on. I just smiled at the boys as I walked to the house. Andy jumped out of the pool...he was really excited...and met me at the door. He turned me around to face him – he could hardly look me in the eyes. Softly, so the others couldn't hear, he said 'Kath...you're really growing up. I think you're beautiful, little sister...but I think you better get another bathing suit...real fast.'

"All I can remember at that point was asking him if he really thought I was beautiful. He looked at me like I was nuts and said he already told me that and I should go change before Mom came home. I went upstairs to the bathroom and took off the robe. My tits seemed even more noticeable as I looked straight on in the mirror. I couldn't believe I paraded around that way for my brother and his friends. My pussy was screaming for attention and when I looked down in the mirror, I almost came. The white bottoms were even more transparent than the top. In front, my little teenage cunt was like totally on display. I turned around to see the back. Most of my butt was hanging out and what was covered, well...it really wasn't.

"I ran into my room, peeled off the suit and jumped on my bed. I started playing with myself, but it wasn't enough. I grabbed my hairbrush from the nightstand." She looked at each of us for a moment and then shook her head. "I can't believe I'm telling you guys this...no laughing now or I'll stop, I swear." We all nodded, spellbound by her tale. "Sometimes I'd used it to make myself cum by brushing the hair around my pussy." She stopped and glared at my nephew as he tried to suppress a throaty chuckle. "You owe me buster...and believe me, I'm gonna collect!"

Brian apologized and promised he wouldn't laugh again.

The 'little slut' look came back to Kathy's face as she looked at me. "Don't tease my little pussy any more, Uncle Steve. Finger me while I finish my story." How could I resist?

She looked at Laurie and smiled. "I bet you lost your virginity to a guy, huh?" Laurie nodded, a knowing smile crossing her face. Kathy sighed, "Not me...I lost mine to a three dollar plastic hair brush from Walgreen's." She sighed again. "Have you ever heard anything lamer in you entire life?" I had to pinch Brian to keep him from laughing again.




A Surprise Visit



"Anyway, I did myself with that brush until I came...I kept thinking of my brother, so close to me...my whole body on display for him...God, he kept looking at me...he told me I was beautiful...fuck, I came so hard!" Nobody was laughing now; rather, we were all trying desperately to keep breathing. Nipples and cocks were standing at attention around the room! Her tight little cunt was squeezing my fingers as she had a mini-climax.

When she was calm enough to speak again, she finished her little tale of incestuous lust. "From then on, I let Andy know it was okay to look all he wanted. I spent that summer by the pool. If Mom or the guys were around, I wore one of the new suits she'd bought me. They were okay...but not really hot, you know? But if she was gone, and it was just Andy and me, I always wore the white bikini.

"I always left my bedroom door cracked when I changed clothes...I left the bathroom door open just a little when I showered. I knew he was peeking at me whenever he could, but neither of us said anything to the other. I was going crazy! When I jilled off..."

"What?" Laurie interrupted her.

"Uhmm...jilled off...you know, like jack off but just for us girls." She and Laurie giggled together. "Anyway, when I played with myself, all I ever thought about was seeing his big thing in his swimming suit that first time...thinking about him taking it out and fucking me with it.

"At the end of the summer, Andy took me to school and we both got our schedules and new books. As we drove home, he told me Mom was out with Dad for the afternoon and they wouldn't be home 'til late. His eyes got a little strange as he asked if I had any plans for the afternoon. If I didn't, he said, he thought we should enjoy our last week-day afternoon by the pool.

"I couldn't wait to get home. My pussy was starting to leak as I thought about my latest fantasy...I knew I had to do it – this opportunity might not come again for a long time. I went to my room and grabbed the bikini from my dresser. Then I found my mom's sewing scissors...God, I can't believe I really did this...I cut the lining out of the top and the bottoms. I changed into the suit and looked at myself in the mirror. Dry, it didn't look all that much different. Fuck, my heart was pounding as I started to walk out of my room. Then I remembered my robe. I started to turn back for it, but I stopped. I could feel my pussy vibrating as I decided to leave the robe in my room...there would be no hiding from my brother's eyes that day."

Once again, aside from the crackling fire and the piano music from the cd, the only sounds in the room were ragged breathing and the sloshing of fingers in wet cunts.

"He was already stretched out on one of the loungers by the shallow end when I got to the pool. He held out a bottle of suntan oil and asked if I would 'do' him. I said I was too hot and needed to cool off first. I walked right into the water and swam to the other side. So far, it was all going just as I wanted. In the deep end, I put my hands on the deck and pushed myself up out of the water. I knew my butt was totally on display...I was so hot thinking about what I had to do next. 

"I dragged myself up to the deck and with my back to him, I adjusted my suit. It didn't really need it, but I wanted to see what I looked like with the suit wet. Oh my God...it was like I was completely naked! Trying to get myself together, pretending nothing was the matter, I turned around and walked back to Andy.

"His eyes were so fucking huge! He didn't say a word as he scanned me up and down several times. I just stood in front of him, letting him look at me. I looked down and saw a huge tent in his baggy trunks. He kind of grinned, I think a little embarrassed, and tried to cover it with his hand. 'Sorry,' he said with a cracked voice, 'but goddam, Kath...you really are beautiful! Sometimes, I think if you weren't my...' He stopped real fast and turned really red.

"I smiled at him; I was feeling a lot more in control. I said, 'Andy, did you put more chlorine in the pool? My eyes really sting. Let me take a quick shower and then I'll do your back, okay?' I heard him gasp when I walked to the pool shower instead of the door to the house. It was on the edge of the deck about 10 feet away from Andy's lounger – just a thin pole with a shower head on top and two handles and a soap dish in the middle. The deck had a small depression and a drain to keep any soap out of the pool. I turned the water on and adjusted the temperature.

"My back was to Andy the whole time, but I felt his eyes burning into me. When the water was warm enough, I reached around my back and untied the strings. I heard my brother behind me. 'Jesus Christ, Kath...what do you think...'"

She turned to Laurie, her face flushed. "Laurie, I was so hot...my pussy was on fire!" Then their lips came together in another passionate kiss. Kathy slid back to her pillow, still looking at Laurie. "I put the little top across the cold water handle and stepped under the spray. When my hair was completely wet, I turned around. Andy was walking slowly towards me – his eyes were so big! And his dick was trying to push through his suit. When he was just about 5 feet away, I asked him if he would please do me a favor and get my shampoo. He just stopped and nodded his head. I let him look for a few seconds more and then said, "Uh, Andy? Shampoo?' He kind of snapped out of his boob trance and grinned and said okay. Then he turned and ran into the house.

"Again, I thought it was now or never...I was so nervous, I almost couldn't make my fingers work. But by the time Andy returned, I was rubbing a bar of soap over my totally naked body. I knew he was there, looking at me. I let the water rinse the soap off my front and tried as hard as I could to smile a normal smile as I turned around. He stared at my pussy so hard I thought my knees were gonna collapse. 'Fuck, Kathy,' he said, 'what are you trying to do to me?' His voice was so hoarse I could barely make out what he was saying. I moved closer to him, up on my toes, and then I kissed him. I could feel my pussy spasm and I knew my nipples were getting hard as they rubbed against his chest.

"He started to french me and when I moaned, he pulled away real fast. His face was all blotchy as he sat back down on the lounge chair and his eyes were darting all around, but not at me. 'I'm so sorry, Kath...I didn't mean...I couldn't help myself...' He finally looked me in the eyes. He took a couple of deep breaths and saw that I wasn't mad or anything and he finally relaxed a little. I drew another chair up and sat down in front of him.

"You know,' I said, 'I'm not some stupid freshman anymore. I know you've been spying on me all summer, Andy.' He just grinned and looked down. I told him it was okay. In fact, it was more than okay. Why did he think I left the doors open all the time?

'Really? You knew?'

"This time I was the one who blushed. I told him that when he saw me in that white suit the first time, and told me I was beautiful, it made me so horny I ran right up to my room to play with myself. I never said anything like that to him before. He was silent for a minute, then he leaned across and kissed me. Then, real embarrassed, he said he did that too, every time he saw me naked since then. I put my hand on his leg – he flinched, but left it there. I told him that I did too, whenever I knew he'd seen me. 

"We were both staring at each other, trying to stay calm...trying to breathe. He asked me, in a real quiet voice, what I wanted. I said I didn't know...I just loved him so much that I wanted to be as close to him as I could. I told him I think about him...making love to me. 

"He was shaking his head back and forth. 'Kathy! I'm your brother for chrisakes! No, baby...I love you too, but you're my little sister!' He took my hand off his thigh. 'God, I want to so much, Kath...we just can't.' I think I started to cry. This definitely wasn't in my plans for the afternoon. I knew I had to do something or I would just die!

"I looked up at him. I tried to smile as I asked him if it was still okay to look. He relaxed immediately and broke out his biggest grin. 'I love looking at you, honey.' I smiled back, feeling a little better. I looked at his lap – he was so big and hard. I moved my lounger around so the ends were facing each other and then sat down, facing him. My mouth was so dry and my heart was jumping around in my chest. I leaned back in the chair. Looking in his dark eyes, I told him...I loved it when he looked at me. Then I moved my legs apart and put me feet on the deck. He didn't say anything, but he couldn't take his eyes away from my pussy.

"'Andy,' I whispered, 'wanna watch me?' I moved my hand to my pussy and started to touch myself. 'Fuck,' he shouted, 'you're making me crazy! Goddamn, Kathy, you're the hottest girl I've ever known...why do you have to be my fucking sister?'

"I patted the seat in front of me and said 'Andy...come here...I want to see you, too.' He looked at me really funny as he got off his chair. 'Kath,' he said, 'no touching. Promise?' And I nodded my head. I couldn't talk – my mouth was so dry. God, Laurie..." and once again she leaned down to kiss my wife...their tongues dueling each other. "When he pulled down his swimsuit...it was so big! I put my finger deep in my cunt and rubbed my clit with my thumb...I wanted him to see me cum so bad!

"He sat down opposite me on my lounger. He was so hot, Laurie, so fucking cute! I mean, all my girlfriends talked about him all the time...and here he was with me. He'd said no touching, but when he sat down and moved close, our knees touched. He shivered but left his legs there anyway. I was so wet, we could hear my finger sloshing around in my pussy. He was sitting up straight – he still hadn't said a word. He leaned back on his left hand and then put his right hand on his huge cock. His voice cracked when he told me to put some oil on his hand. I moaned 'Fuck, bro...your dick is huge...I wanna see you cum, Andy...I wanna cum when you do, okay?' He looked at me and nodded. He started stroking himself, spreading the oil all over his cock and balls. Then he started jacking off for real.

"He was going faster and faster...so was I, my fingers in my pussy and my other hand pulling on my nips. I never saw anything so cool! He said, 'Kath...fuck. you're so gorgeous. You're gonna break a lotta hearts, sis.' Oh, Laurie...I was so in love with him! I couldn't stand it! 'Andy...I love you.' I could hardly hear myself. 'Don't you want me?'

"He stood up, his legs spread across the chair. His dick pointed straight out at me and his fingers were a blur. His voice was so low and powerful. 'Oh, Kathy,' he said, 'I do, baby. I wanna fuck you so bad...unghhh...Kath...oh, FUCK...I'M GONNA CUM!!!' My clit exploded and my whole body started to shake. 'Cum on me, Andy! Cum on your baby sister!' I screamed at him and when the first spurt hit my nipple, I came harder than ever before. His next shot hit my lip; I licked it up and I came again." 

She turned to Laurie. "I just love the taste...don't you?" She took hold of my hand and brought it to her mouth. She took the finger that was inside of her and sucked it like it was a cock. I never knew how sexy my finger could be! Then she looked at me and grinned. "Okay, you can put it back now, Uncle Steve.

"Anyway," she continued, the edginess in her voice affecting us all, "after he sat back down, all out of breath, he watched me scoop up his jizz and then lick it up. It was making him crazy...I could tell. He said I was so beautiful and slutty at the same time. I told him I wanted to be his slut forever. He scooted up until he was only a foot away. He said he loved me and then he kissed me. 'I know I said no touching,' he said real quietly, 'but...I'm sorry, Kath...I can't help it...just once, okay?' Before I could say anything, his hands were feeling up my tits, his thumbs rubbing my hard little nips...it felt so good. I put my hand on his dick; I felt it throbbing in my fingers, still wet from his cum. I knew what I wanted to do and started to bend my head towards his big hard-on. 

"When he realized where I was headed, he backed away real fast. 'No, baby...not like that,' he said, kinda mean and I started to cry. And finally, when I calmed down, he kept apologizing over and over, he said as much as he wanted to, we couldn't do that... certainly not until I turned eighteen. But, I said to him, looking is still okay, right?"

She settled back into the pillows and sighed. "So that's the way it was. For his senior year, I kept my bedroom door open for him; the bathroom door, too, when I was in the shower or drying off. He did it for me, too. After a few weeks, he came back from a date about midnight on a Friday night. Our folks were out and I was in my room, getting ready for bed. I heard him coming up the stairs. By the time he passed my room, I was on top of my bed, on my back; I only had my panties on. When he looked in, his face was all red and his voice was tight. 'Stay right there,' he said. 'I'll be right back.' As he turned away, I asked him how his date had gone. 'She was a total bitch,' he yelled back.

"He was back in a minute, standing in front of me in his boxers. 'Are you still my slut, baby?' he asked me. My heart started pounding and I nodded my head. 'Pull down my shorts, Kath.' His voice was really strange. When I had them down to his knees, he kicked them off and jumped on to the bed. He settled down, sitting cross-legged in front of me, leaning back on his left hand. He smiled at me and I just melted, you know? He pointed at my little panties and told me to get rid of them. Naked, I sat back on my heels, my knees spread and touching his. I looked at his big, beautiful dick and then looked at his eyes. 'Bitch left me with blue balls, Sis,' he said. 'Know what blue balls are?' I nodded at him. 'Don't ever leave a guy like this, Kath,' he said. 'It really sucks!'

"That started a routine that lasted for the rest of the summer and Andy's senior year until he left for college. After most all of his dates, he either wound up in my room, or sometimes he would tell me to come to his room. He would always ask me to get naked and then take his underwear off. Then we would watch each other until we came and he shot his stuff all over me. I licked it up and then he kissed me and then we went to bed. That's all that ever happened until that pool party. After that, the next time he came into my room after a date, he let me suck his cock and he felt me up and fingered me."

Kathy looked at Brian and whispered directly to him, "It was Christmas vacation my senior year – New Year's Eve. My date got drunk and a girlfriend brought me home from a party about one in the morning. Mom and Dad were at a hotel for a big party and they had a room for the night. I went upstairs and got right into the shower. A few minutes later, I heard the shower door slide and Andy got in with me under the hot spray. He kissed me and said 'Happy New Year, Kath. I got a special Christmas present for you...if you want it.' I kissed him and told him I loved him so much.

"He turned me around, facing the spray and told me to lean into the wall on my hands. Then he spread my feet to the edges of the tub. I felt his cockhead sliding up and down my slit. His voice was real deep. 'Do ya? Do you want it, baby?' 

"'Please Andy,' I said. 'I've wanted this forever, bro.' Then he fucked me, Brian. First in the shower and then he took me to bed. That night he fucked my pussy, he fucked my face...and, God, Brian, it was so good...he fucked me in my butt."

Kathy sat up and leaned across Laurie. She kissed Brian hard and deep. Then looking in his eyes, she said, "I really think I love you, Brian...I think you really love me, too." Brian nodded slowly. 

"You know I do, Kath." He kissed her again.

"That was the first time, Brian...but it wasn't the last...I love him, too...we promised each other we would never stop. Do you remember what I told you when we met, baby?"

Brian crawled over Laurie and took Kathy in his arms. "Sure," he said, "you said you never saw anyone as cute as me in your whole life!" He wrapped his long arms around her before she could beat on him. "Okay...I know..." He was trying not to laugh. "You said if I wanted to got out with you, there were only two things that mattered – no lies and no broken promises." This time, he gathered her in and kissed her gently. "I do really love you, Kathy...I would never dream of making you break a promise."

Before he could kiss her again, she let out a squeal of delight. "Did you hear that, Laurie? How cool is my man?" She slipped out of Brian's arms and found a joint. She took a sip of wine and lit the joint. After she exhaled, she handed it to Brian and told him and me that we should just lean back and relax for a little while...smoke the joint, get high...she needed to talk to Laurie about all of this. She stood in front of the fireplace, her Perfect 10 body backlit and reflecting the oil as the light of the fire licked her skin.

Laurie was still laying back, propped up against a pile of pillows. Kathy moved between her legs and sank down slowly to the rug. She moved Laurie's leg so that the firelight illuminated her clean-shaven mound. Kathy's voice became very husky. "Oh, Laurie...that's so beautiful..." her finger traced lightly over the fleur-de-lis inked delicately on the left side of her pubis. "May I?" she asked and without waiting for an answer, she licked the crease between Laurie's left thigh and her swollen pussy. Then she looked up and said, "You know, I think I would marry your nephew...if he ever gets up the nerve to ask me..." Brian was just beginning to inhale when he heard her and started to cough. Kathy looked at him, her eyes bright, and then turned back to Laurie. "He's okay, I guess...but I really love his family!"

She put her face between Laurie's legs and slid her tongue through the creamy slit. "I love the taste of you mixed with my baby. You know, my baby told me everything about you guys."

Laurie was moaning from the attention her pussy was receiving. "What do you mean 'everything'?"

Kathy licked her again. "You know...him and his dad...you and Uncle Steve..." From Laurie's groaning, I knew Kathy had started to get close to her clit. "He told me about Lisa and Matt, too."

Laurie could hardly speak; Kathy seemed to be doing an excellent job. But she moaned softly to the young girl. "If he told you everything...then you'll know how cool he is...God that feels good, honey...when your brother comes over...and my gorgeous nephew...because he loves you totally...makes your brother hard enough and wet enough...to fuck you the way you want it...then you'll know how cool your man is." Laurie groaned again and asked her young admirer to please stop – she was too sensitive. Kathy stopped and sat back, still between Laurie's legs.

"That would be way cool, lover...think you would do that for me?" Cute and pouty returned and she was very hot! Joint in his mouth, Brian nodded enthusiastically. The wicked little grin reappeared – she was hotter! "Show me, baby," she hissed at him. Brian handed me the joint and as I took a hit, he turned and bent over me and took my dick into his mouth. Kathy gasped at Brian's apparent willingness to suck dick. "God, Laurie... that's as hot as when Uncle Steve blew him before!"

Fuck, it felt good, but I didn't want to spend what would probably be my last shot of the night in my nephew. I let him suck me for another minute, then I pulled his head up. I looked at the little minx. "You like to see that, don't you? Make you wet, baby?" She nodded back, her eyes glowing. "Want to see me give your man a real blowjob, Kathy?" She nodded again, moaning this time.




A Surprise Visit



I've always been a bit of a sexual deviant, at least as long as I can remember. I had had sex with plenty of guys in high school and college, but most of them were far too boring and normal. The best sex I ever had was when guys would get a bit aggressive with me, using me for their own pleasure. I loved it when a guy would force his cock down my throat or pull my hair as he fucked me from behind. I loved it when guys talked dirty, especially when they would call me names like slut or bitch. I loved it when a guy would pin me up against a wall and tear my clothes off, or do pretty much anything that gave him control. I guess that was part of what led me to the dating site.

I joined a couple of dating websites in order to hopefully expand my sexual horizons. My intro was simple; no pictures, no details, just the request to share fantasies with someone. A few of the guys were skeptical, thinking I might be some fat, middle-aged guy getting his rocks off by pretending he was a mid-twenties woman. Most of them asked for pictures, but I declined, explaining that I didn't want to risk that someone I know might see them. I thought about taking a few and blurring out my face, but I had a fairly distinct tattoo on my abdomen that I knew people would recognize.

One website in particular was more promising than the others, due in large part to the instant messaging system that it had in place. A few guys contacted me and we exchanged some stories, fantasies and cybersex, but no one was really fitting the bill just yet.

That is until I met bigdaddy77.

At first he wasn't any more forward than the other guys I had chatted with. He set the stage for some hot cybersex, calling me names and describing how hard he would fuck me and how he wanted to cum all over me. As much as it turned me on, it wasn't terribly noteworthy until we were done.

"I want you to do something for me," he typed.

"What's that?" I asked.

"The next time you're out of the house, I want you to find a guy you don't know, take him somewhere semi-private and give him a blowjob."

"That sounds hot," I replied.

"So you'll do it?" he asked.

"I don't know."

"You don't get a choice," he said. Immediately I felt my pussy gush. "You'll do as I say, got it slut?"

I paused for a moment before answering. I loved the idea of it, but I didn't want to get caught. Those thoughts were quickly overridden by how turned on I was.

"Yes," was all I said in response.

"Good girl. Don't tell him your name. If you can, don't even speak to him. Swallow his cum and then walk away without saying a word. When you're done I want to hear all about it. Understand?"

"Yes."

We logged off and I was so turned on that I had to touch myself. I fingered myself to three orgasms before I started to really think about what I had agreed to do. I never had to speak to bigdaddy77 online again, and even if I decided to I could just lie and tell him that I did it. The submissive slut inside of me pushed those options aside and thought about where and how to pull it off. By the time I was dressed I had already decided that I would go to a mall in the next town over, where nobody was likely to even know who I am, and that I could probably find some hot guy to suck off in a dressing room.

The next day I was back online to bigdaddy77, telling him about what I had done. I had gone to the mall as planned, where I pretended to be doing some shopping. The whole time I was looking for a good-looking guy that appeared to be at the mall on his own. I spotted him pretty quickly, but I had to figure out when, where and how to do the final deed. I followed him from a distance until he went into a fairly busy clothing store. I watched him pick out a few items off the rack and then take them over to a dressing room. Luckily for me, the dressing rooms didn't have locking doors, but instead used curtains for privacy. He stepped inside and I looked around for a moment, confirming that no one was watching, before I pulled the curtain aside and stepped in after him. The look on his face was priceless and he started to speak before I shushed him. Without a word, I sat down on the small bench seat and undid his pants. I pulled out his cock and instantly devoured it, sucking it like a dirty slut. In less than five minutes he was cumming in my mouth and I swallowed every drop. Just like bigdaddy77 suggested, I calmly stood up and walked out of the dressing room without a word. Within a couple of minutes I was back in my car and pulling out of the parking lot to drive home.

Bigdaddy77 said he was very proud of me for behaving like the cock whore he knew I was. Then he made another request.

"Send me a pic," he typed.

I had been adamant with every guy that I talked to that I wouldn't share pictures, but for some reason I felt compelled to obey. I sent him a picture of me at a friend's wedding a few months earlier, wearing a gorgeous dress.

"Not slutty enough," he said as soon as he got the picture. I searched for something better, eventually settling on a photo of me at the beach wearing a bikini, showing off my trim body.

"Not even close," he replied. I pondered for a minute before I realized that I was willing to do almost anything to please him. I pulled out my digital camera and set it up on the desk, then I stripped down to my bra and panties, snapping a picture. Seconds later I was sending it to him.

"Quit fucking around," he said. "We both know how much of a slut you are. Show me."

Worried I might disappoint him or upset him, I started taking a whole bunch of different pictures. I started by taking off my bra and playing with my nipples, then I peeled off my thong and took a few pictures of my bald pussy. I took pictures of myself masturbating, with both a toy and my fingers, and then sent him all of the photos, in the order I took them.

"That's better, bitch," he said after he had looked at them all. "You love being my obedient little cum slut, don't you?"

"Yes," I replied.

"I bet you want me to come over there and fuck you right now."

"Yes."

"Too bad. I'll fuck you one day, but not yet."

My pussy was soaked from thinking about the possibility of actually fucking him, but then he logged off.

A couple of weeks later we started to chat and the talk turned to rape.

"I bet you're one of those sluts that would love to be taken against her will," he said. I admitted that I would and we actually discussed some ground rules. He said that one day he would use me for his own pleasure no matter how much I screamed for him to stop. We agreed on a safe word, red, and I even wound up telling him where I lived and worked. He even went so far as to tell me that when he did come for me he would call me Angel, so I would know it was him.

About a week later he told me that he was heading out of town for a few days. I had hoped that he was coming to see me, and I prepared myself to be surprised by him. Four days later, however, he was back online. I confessed to him that I thought he was going to pay me a visit, but he just reiterated the fact that when he took me I would have no warning whatsoever.

The next night I came home looking forward to chatting with him online. He had ordered me to do several other things, including sucking off a few more strangers, flashing, and even having someone take pictures of me naked in public. I did everything he asked, getting wetter and wetter each time. I was hoping that he would give me a new assignment, something that would solidify my identity as a slut. I took my jacket off and tossed it on the bed, then made my way over to the computer. I had only taken a couple of steps before I felt a hand clamped across my mouth and a knife against my throat.

"Be quiet Angel," he said, "and I won't have to hurt you." He ran the knife down from my throat to my cleavage, making my pussy wet instantly. He pushed me up against a wall, face first, and had me put my hands behind my back. I felt something around my wrists and then heard the zipping sound of cable ties being secured around them, locking my hands together behind my back. He turned me to face him and I got my first look at him. He looked delicious. His features were rugged, yet soft, and he was tall and muscular. I think I even had a small orgasm when I laid eyes on him. He pushed me back until I slammed back into the wall, then he put his knife away. He grabbed onto my face with one hand, causing me to scream.

"Please don't!" I said, playing right along. I was answered with a smack to the face.

"Shut up bitch!" he snapped. "Now you listen to me. You're all mine tonight, whether you like it or not. I'm going to use you as my dirty little fuck toy and then when I'm done I'm going to leave you naked and crying on the fucking floor. Got it slut?"

I nodded in response and then he grabbed me by the hair. He yanked on it hard, hurting me as he forced me to my knees.

"Take out my cock, bitch," he said. I hesitated and was greeted with another smack to the face. "Don't you dare fucking hesitate, you stupid little cunt!" I could feel my panties getting soaked as I reached up and undid his pants, then he smacked me again. "Too fucking slow!" he said. "When I tell you to do something, you fucking do it!" He quickly pulled out his cock and started to smack it against my face. I wanted to open my mouth and suck on it, but I wanted to play the role as well. I kept my mouth closed as he tried to push it between my lips. "Open, bitch!" he said, giving me another smack. Still I kept my mouth closed, so he pinched my nose, cutting off my air. It wasn't long before I had to open my mouth to breathe, at which point he shoved his cock into my mouth. It was nice and big, about eight inches, and had an uncircumsised head. He was very clean and his balls were shaved bald.

"Suck that cock, you little whore!" he said. "Take that fucking dick!" He fucked my face hard, making me gag and bringing tears to my eyes. A few minutes later he pulled out and started to smack my face with his cock once again. "You like that, don't you bitch?" he asked. "You like being treated like a worthless cock whore!"

"Please stop!" I said, remembering my safe word and knowing that I wasn't likely to use it. No sooner had the words left my mouth than he was shoving his dick back in and fucking my face again. A couple of minutes later he pulled back out again and pulled me to my feet by my hair. He literally tossed me onto the bed and then climbed onto it after me. I didn't say a word as he pulled his knife back out and proceeded to cut my top off of me. I hadn't worn a bra, so I was now completely topless, my hands still secured behind my back.

"You dirty whore!" he said, smacking each of my tits. "I bet you didn't wear a bra because you like to tease guys, isn't that right?" I didn't say or do anything, so he smacked me again. "Answer me!" he shouted.

"Yes," I said softly.

"Yes what?"

"I like to tease guys."

"Slut," he said. He undid my jeans and yanked them off roughly, leaving me in just a baby blue thong and a pair of socks. He left the socks on as he ran the knife up my thigh. He put the blade underneath the waistband against my skin, but he didn't cut them. Instead he used his other hand to rub my pussy through them.

"You're fucking soaked," he said. "I knew you liked this. You're nothing but a useless fucking cum slut. Your whole purpose in life is to get fucked." With that he grabbed hold of my thong and ripped it off of my body. I gasped as he looked down at my shaved pussy.

"Please don't," I said. "I can't do this."

"You can and you will, you little bitch," he said. He put the knife away and stood up, removing his clothes. His body was chiseled and athletic, but not huge. His hard cock bounced in front of him as he climbed back onto the bed.

"Please," I pleaded again. "It's too big. It won't fit inside me."

"I'll make it fit," he said. "Even if it splits that tight little pussy in two." He got between my legs and put the head of his cock against my pussy, holding it there for just a moment and looking down at me. The nervous look on my face was real, not because I was afraid of him but because I hadn't had a cock that big in a while, and I knew he wasn't going to be gentle. Sure enough, he rammed into me hard, burying his cock inside my pussy and then fucking me as hard as he could. My tits bounced around on my chest and there was nothing I could do about it. My hands and arms were going numb underneath me as he abused my pussy.

"Please just let me suck it!" I cried. "My pussy can't take it!" Again he smacked me across the face.

"Just shut the fuck up and take that cock, you nasty little whore!" He put a hand on my throat and started to choke me as he continued to fuck me. He applied enough pressure to keep me from breathing effectively, releasing as I started to black out a bit and then repeating the process again several times. I had no idea how good it felt to get fucked when my brain was deprived of oxygen like that, and I was even happier that I had decided to trust this man. When I started to near my orgasm, he stopped and pulled out of me, then smacked my pussy with his hand, causing me to yelp in pain.

"You don't get to cum, understand bitch?" he said. "I'll cum when I'm good and ready, but you don't get to enjoy this!" He grabbed me by the hair again and pulled me off of the bed. I lost my balance and stumbled to my knees, but he just yanked on my hair to pull me back to my feet again. He bent me over my dresser so that I was looking at my reflection in the mirror. He stood behind me and smacked my ass a few times, then put the head of his cock against my pussy again.

"This hurts too much!" I said as he inched his cock back into me. "I can't take it!"

"Listen to me bitch," he snarled in my ear. "Look at yourself. You're nothing but a fucking worthless slut. You were made to service cocks, and that's exactly what you're going to do." With that, he rammed himself back into me and began fucking me hard. He held onto my wrists for a few minutes, but then grabbed hold of my hair and pulled back on it as he slammed into me. He spanked my ass harder than I even imagined was possible, leaving big red welts that I would see after he left. "That pussy is all mine, you little cunt! This is how a slut like you should be fucked!" I was getting ready to cum, so he rammed his dick deep inside me and smacked the back of my head. He then reached around and hooked his fingers into my mouth, pulling back on my cheeks. When he knew I wasn't going to cum he resumed the pounding he had been giving my pussy.

"Take that fucking cock, you little cock whore!" he said. "You look like such a dirty fucking slut!"

"It hurts!" I said, or at least that's what I was trying to say the best I could with his fingers in my mouth. "Please stop!" I wasn't lying about it hurting, but it was feeling so good at the same time that I didn't want him to ever stop. Again I was about to cum, so he pulled out and gave my ass a few hard smacks, sending shooting pain through my entire body. Then I felt his cock push against the opening to my ass.

"Now I'm going to take this hot little ass!" he said. He knew that I had tried anal in the past, but that I had never really gotten into it. "The last hole for me to use!"

"Please!" I cried. "Not my ass! I don't like it in there!"

"Too fucking bad!" he said. Luckily I was tight enough that he couldn't exactly ram his cock into me, but he certainly didn't take much time to stuff the entire thing up there and start fucking it.

"It hurts so bad!" I said. "I can't take it anymore! Please stop!" The next thing I knew he had stuffed my torn thong into my mouth to silence me. He fucked me hard and my head started to bang into the mirror. The force of his thrusts actually made the panties fall out of my mouth before long, but he kept slamming into my ass. "This is so wrong!" I cried. "You shouldn't be doing this to me!" He slammed into me a few more times, then pulled out. He forced me to my knees on the floor and looked down at my tear-soaked face. He smiled and then rammed his cock down my throat. I had never sucked a cock that had been in my ass before. Strangely, it wasn't as gross as I thought it would be. He fucked my face for a couple of minutes, getting himself ready to cum. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and started to rub it quickly. Without any additional warning he shot a huge load onto my face, one squirt after another hitting my forehead, hair, cheeks, eyes, mouth and anything else that was uncovered.

"Now you really look like a cum slut!" he said. "That's exactly how you deserve to be treated, got it slut?"

I nodded in agreement as he stepped back and started to gather his clothes. As he got dressed he continued to speak.

"Don't try to follow me bitch," he said. "You stay on your fucking knees like the dog you are." He pushed me down so I actually fell onto my ass, then he walked out of the room. I heard the front door to my apartment close and I waited for a minute before I got up. I staggered out into the kitchen and got a knife and then struggled to cut the ties behind my back. I went into the bathroom and took a look at myself, disgusted and turned on all at the same time. I got in the shower and cleaned up, then went to my computer, hoping against the odds that he would be online.

"Hello, slut," his message said moments after I opened up the chat program. "You did well tonight. I might just pay you another visit soon."



A Surprise Visit



NOTE: This is my first story on this site, though I've been a fan of Literotica for quite awhile. This is an actual fantasy of mine – the beginning story is true, and necessary to understand why the fantasy seems a bit strange to me. Names and events have been altered for personal privacy. Let me know what you think.



It's been almost six years since my divorce.

Now...in order to really get the feel of this story, I'll need to give you a little bit of background information. My name is Sean, and I'm in my late twenties. I got married when I was only twenty to Lori, who seemed, at the time, to be everything I'd ever wanted in a woman. She was enthusiastic about everything – she went out of her way to make me happy, had dinner ready when I got home from work every night, and kept the house perfectly clean. And the sex....the sex was nothing short of amazing. She was more experienced than I was – and was honest about it – so she was able to show me pleasures I'd never enjoyed with the few other girls I'd been with. It all seemed perfect, at first. 

We had two children – both boys, and little changed, at first. But as bills mounted, and the kids needed more and more, I ended up working long hours. With only one car, Lori would have to pack the kids into the car and pick me up, even when it was late. She would call me continuously during the day, and update me on what the kids were doing, how things were, what she was up to, and what she had planned for the evening. She continued to go out of her way to make me happy. I had no idea where things were going.

It started when I came home early one day to find her chat log left open – this was back when the internet was new, and no one knew quite how to hide that sort of thing. Most of the messages had been deleted, but there were enough for me to read. Her last message was "Did you like what we did earlier?" The response: "Yes, but I can't wait to do it in person".

I was outraged, and deleted the connection program (again – we used dial-up then) and confronted her. She said it was just from a game she was playing online, and tried her best to convince me that it was innocent. I didn't buy it, but wanted to believe her – stupid me. Over the next few weeks, with the internet out, she always seemed to be on the phone 'with her mother' when I called. Then came the day where she didn't answer. Didn't pick me up at work. I found another ride, and came home to find her gone. Turns out, the texting had been between her and my best friend – and he'd apparently been 'doing it in person' while I was at work for weeks. 

The divorce was messy – during its course, I found out from friends of hers that she'd been sleeping around quite a bit, and had always been something of a whore. Of course, I knew she was experienced, but the sheer way it was presented to me was a shock. In the end, I got full custody of the boys, and due to a few drug and neglect charges on her part, got a court order for her to avoid them unless she cleaned up her act. She disappeared after that, and I found out through the grapevine that she'd married my former friend. Good riddance.

Now, it's been almost six years. I haven't heard anything from her, and didn't really want to. I've been in a few relationships since then, but honestly, have been pretty jaded by the way my marriage went, so nothing really lasting formed. I have some good female friends that take care of my more base needs now and then – but haven't really tried for much more. I'm almost thirty now, but am in good shape, I must be at least fairly good looking, considering the attention I get from the women I know, and I've never heard any complaints about my performance. I enjoy life as much as possible, and have been pretty happy with things as they were. 

One day, however, I was sitting at home, on my day off, and there was a knock at the door. I wasn't expecting company, so was a little surprised. Imagine my shock when I opened the door, and found my ex-wife standing there, looking at me. She looked slightly nervous, but good – her dark brown hair had grown out to her waist, and she'd kept her body in good shape. She was only 5'2" tall, but had a 38DD chest – one of the highlights of our sex life, back in the day. I was shocked at first, but the shock faded fast, as the memories of what she'd put me through came back. I grew cold and angry. 

"What are you doing here? 

"Look...I know you probably don't want to see me – but I need to talk to you about the boys."

I couldn't believe her audacity. She had a court order to stay away from them, hadn't seen them in years, and now was on my doorstep, uninvited, and asking to talk to me about them? 

"Please?" She asked, folding her hands in front of her. "Just give me five minutes, then I'll leave you alone."

I hesitated. Interaction with her wasn't exactly something I wanted to deal with – as I said, I'd been happy with her being out of the picture for so long. But a small part of me gnawed at my conscience – she was their mother. I could at least hear her out, even if I was sure I was just going to tell her off and kick her out. Hell, for the moment, at least, I could be the better man.

"Fine. Five minutes. Come in."

She came in, smiling – still nervously – and I shut the door behind her. Even with my anger in place, I couldn't help but look her over. Shoot me, I'm a single guy. Damn, she looked good. She was wearing a plaid skirt (always a mainstay of her wardrobe, and something she may have remembered had been a favorite of mine) and a tan shirt, which fit her curves in all the right places. Calf-high boots completed the ensemble. I was glad she'd left her hair down. When we were married, she'd meet me at the door some nights in an outfit just like this, but with pigtails. Half the time, we never made it to the bedroom. 

This time, she sat in my easy chair and crossed her legs, folding her hands over her knee. I walked across the room and sat on the loveseat across from her, wondering what she wanted. She didn't make me wait, jumping right into conversation, and actually seeming to want to honor the five-minute rule.

"Look...I wanted to let you know that Ray & I got married..." Nothing I didn't know, but she had no way of knowing that. I just leaned back in my seat, arcing an eyebrow and wondering why this mattered to me, or to my children.

"...and we have a daughter, Tara. I know you don't care, but I thought you should know...she's in the same class as Jake."

Jake was my youngest, and a part of me twitched as I did the math in my head and realized that she must have been pregnant before the divorce. I bit my tongue though, and nodded. She didn't have to tell me this – with different last names, the kids never would have known they were half-siblings – and I probably never would have found out otherwise. So I just nodded. "So...why does it matter?"

"Well, I just wanted you to know, in case you saw us around, at the school, or something. I know what you think of me – and with good reason." A quick addition as I raised both eyebrows this time. "But I don't want any problems. You probably wouldn't agree that I've changed my ways, so I won't ask you to let me see the boys – but if we're going to be living in the same town, we may run into each other – and I just want to make sure we can handle ourselves like adults."

Honestly, I was almost impressed. This was beyond what I'd expected from her. But I found myself nodding, some of my earlier anger fading quickly at the wisdom of her words. "I think I can handle that. Thank you for telling me."

She smiled, and looked at her watch. "I only used about a minute and a half...you gave me five." She winked, and I had to grit my teeth...she'd hold me to it, too. "So...it's been years. How are you?"

I sighed, and put my arms behind my head, relaxing as much as I could. After our history, I still felt uncomfortable – but if I'd just agreed to be adult with her, a little small talk shouldn't bother me. 

"I'm good. Good job, decent apartment, kids are happy...I'm good."

Obviously, I had no clue how to respond. She caught that, and laughed, shaking her head.

"Just 'Good'? What have you been up to...?"

Oddly, I found myself relaxing, and actually being able to talk to her. Soon, we were talking like old friends, being fairly open, dodging subjects that would cause immediate problems, and even making jokes about our old lives together. I mentioned that it was nice to take hot showers, without her hogging the heater until the hot water ran out. She mentioned that she didn't need to fight with me over blankets at night. We'd laugh, and move on to the next subject. And suddenly, without warning, we were talking about sex.

"Remember role-playing?" She laughed as she asked. "I think that was my favorite, though I think I let it influence me a bit too much..." she trailed off, looking a bit sheepish. Not wanting to start hating her again immediately, I pushed the conversation, while steering away from where she seemed headed.

"I remember that....which was your favorite?" We'd created multiple characters, and would act out all sorts of scenes...cops, schoolgirl, rape...even incest. That last turned out to be her favorite, she admitted with a deep blush. She recounted a scene we'd played out, where I was 'Daddy', and she was the daughter, coming down to the kitchen for a midnight snack. Sitting on Daddy's lap turned really interesting...you can guess where it went after that. 

She smirked as she reminisced, and unconsciously ran a finger across her right thigh. "Yeah, I've thought about that one a lot...I was surprised at how much it turned me on. Still am." She laughed, but there was an obvious hitch in her voice. 

Hell, just reminiscing about it was turning ME on. I couldn't help it, and had to respond. "Obviously".

The blush deepened, but she was never one to be shy – and she loved pushing buttons. "Oh, please...if I didn't think you'd kick me out for being indecent, I'd ask to use you bed so I could go take care of myself." She gave a wink, but blinked in shock when I answered.

"You're entirely welcome – so long as I can watch."

The room went silent as she stared at me in surprise. But the shock slowly turned mischievous, as she leaned back slightly, and uncrossed her legs, showing just a hint of inner thigh. "Are you serious?"

My blood was rushing like you wouldn't believe, and I could hear my heart beating in my skull. But I kept my composure and shrugged, smiling back at her as noncommittally as I could. "Why not? I'm single – I don't get many chances to enjoy a live show." I winked. 

She bit her lower lip, and slowly rose to her feet. "I'm married...and while I know you don't think that means much coming from me, you can't touch me. Those are the rules."

I looked her over as she stood over me. Her breasts were rising and falling as her breathing became shallow – whether it was more nervousness or excitement, I couldn't tell. But I knew the look in her eye. She was horny as hell, and I'd be damned if I wasn't going to take advantage of it – even if it just meant a private show. "Hey, works for me. Bedroom's through the kitchen."

She hesitated for only a moment before turning, and moving through the kitchen quickly, as though she were trying to get there before changing her mind. I locked the living room door – just in case – and followed. By the time I'd gotten there, she was already in my bed, kneeling and looking at herself in the mirror, her hands resting lightly on her knees. "Remember...no touching."

I nodded, and leaned against the dresser, blocking her view of the mirror and standing directly in front of her. Slowly, she began to run her fingertips over her upper thighs. Up and down, each stroke growing in distance, as she slowly made her way over her waist, her stomach, and finally brushed her breasts and neck. I was already so hard it hurt – my cock ached to be free of my jeans, but I held back, just watching. She closed her eyes, and on her next run down her thighs, slid her hands underneath her skirt.

"I never thought I'd be like this again...on my knees, in front of you. In your bed...touching myself..."

Her voice trailed off as she leaned back, the skirt sliding up her thighs until the very bottom of her panties – a white, lace-fringed thong – became visible. She used her right thumb to hold up the skirt, making sure I could see, as she started stroking herself gently over the thin strip of cloth. She glanced at me through half-lidded eyes and smiled, pressing gently against her wet mound as she gauged my reaction. It must have been a good one, because she smiled, and pushed deeper, the white of the thong darkening as it became wet with her juices. 

I don't know if I still looked calm. I was having trouble breathing, my blood pressure was about to cause me some level of physical damage, and my whole body was hot as hell. As I watched, she pulled the thong aside, revealing her smooth, clean-shaved slit – something I've always enjoyed, and sank her middle finger to the first knuckle, moaning as she did so. Half unconsciously, my hands moved to my zipper, and released my cock. I've been told by women that I'm "huge" – 8&1/2 inches, by Lori's own measure, when fully erect. The release alone edged some of my aching, but I couldn't help myself, and began slowly stroking myself as I watched her, wishing to god I could impale her. 

She'd leaned her head back as she fingered her sex, her moans growing louder, and her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her other hand had moved up, and was massaging her tits with quite a bit of force. I remembered nights mauling those things until she ached the next day, and my mouth watered. But I'd made a promise – and I was going to keep to it. No touching.

She lowered her head, and her eyes widened as she saw my cock, sticking straight up out of my jeans, my hand slowly running up and down it's length. "What are you doing?"

I laughed, shaking my head. "I said I wouldn't touch YOU. I never said I wouldn't touch ME. Forgive me if I want to enjoy myself as I watch a gorgeous woman pleasure herself on my bed." 

She nodded, her eyes set on my cock, and resumed her own rubbing. She looked semi-euphoric as she stared...maybe a bit nostalgic. I had to smile as she verified what I wondered about her thoughts. "Christ...I forgot how big that thing was..." She leaned back further, and slid her legs out from under her, lying back on my pillows. Still rubbing her clit with her left hand, she used the right to reach down and remove her thong, tossing it to the side. Spreading her legs wider, she made sure I had a clear view as she pushed her first two fingers into her, then spread them, opening her lips to my view. 

"Fuck, I'm so wet...I love watching you stroke that cock. Bet you're enjoying this, aren't you? Don't you wish you could put that monster here?" She accentuated the word by pushing deep inside herself, a moist sucking sound coming from her pussy as she did so. "You do, don't you. Jerk that cock for me. Faster."

I realized that I was unconsciously following her command, and forced myself to slow down. I was already aching to blow my load, but did NOT want this scene – something straight out a porn flick – to end. She pouted as I slowed my rhythm, her voice taking on a slightly pleading tone. "Oh come on...don't stop. I want you to go faster. I want to see you cum..."

I smirked, a devilish feeling rising in me. It had been years, but she still had all the tell-tale signs. There was a point with Lori where – once reached – you could get her to do almost anything. She was almost there. My mouth watered.

"If you want to see this cock cum...you need to earn it. Take out your tits."

I could tell by the look on her face that she enjoyed the sudden change of pace. She almost ripped her shirt, pulling it down, and yanking off the bra that held them in. Her tits – beautiful, porcelain-white globes, tipped with dark brown silver-dollar nipples burst free of the confining cloth, bouncing slightly as they hit her stomach. Her nipples were hard enough to cut glass. "You know what to do."

She nodded, and immediately began kneading them, pinching her nipples hard as she wrenched the soft flesh in her hands. She was rougher than I remembered, but boy was it turning me on. I gritted my teeth as I watched her, squeezing my cock and willing myself to hold back. I moved away from the dresser, and over to the side of the bed, where I could get a full look at her body. I was now less than two feet away from her, my cock jutting out in her direction, and completely within her reach. She looked up at me, a pained, pleading expression on her face, as she worked herself up more. "You're evil!"

Her voice was little more than a whisper, but I just smiled. As her left hand moved back down to the sweet valley between her legs, I slowly started stroking my cock again, positioning it so it pointed right at her. She stared at it, her lips parted, knowing that – if I came – I was going to soak her. The thought seemed to turn her on even more, and her movements became frantic, rubbing her pussy with a ferocity I hadn't seen in years. 

"Please...do it. Do it faster. Cum for me."

I didn't reply, just smiling. I also didn't pick up the pace of my movements, continuing with long, slow strokes. She whimpered, and I knew I had her. I slid my hand up, grasping the head of my cock tightly, and stopped, feeling a drop of pre-cum on my finger. 

"Why did you stop?" her voice was a higher pitch now, and she looked genuinely upset. I just sighed, and shrugged, shaking my head, and removing my hand from my cock. She stared at it, licking her lips, as I answered. "I can't finish this way. Sorry." And I went to move away.

I've always had a bit of trouble finishing myself off – most guys can jerk off three times a day or more, but it's a real workout for me – the only time I've reliably been able to cum every time was with a woman – so my response, while completely false at the moment, wasn't beyond the bounds of plausibility. She looked like she struggled with herself for just a second – maybe less – before releasing her tit and reaching up, wrapping her fingers around my cock. I blinked, only half-feigning my shock.

"What happened to not touching?"

She didn't answer. Instead, she began running her hand up and down my shaft, her fingers expertly applying just the right amount of pressure. I was in heaven, as her blue eyes looked up at me. "God, I've missed this thing. I've missed having it in my hands...in my pussy...in my mouth..." And with the, she leaned forward, and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock.

I couldn't take it. I grabbed her hair, and pulled her head back as I came, shooting spurt after spurt of cum into her mouth, on her chin, tits, and stomach. She loved every minute of it, swallowing what she could, and basking in the warmth of what she missed. When I stopped, she leaned forward and began to suck my cock, giving me the best blow job I've ever had in my life. My cock gave up any hopes it'd had about not staying hard, and became rigid again. It was still hungry – and so was I. 

I looked at her, pulling her head back so she was forced to look me in the eyes.

"Do you want this cock"

She nodded, more fervently than I'd expected.

"Then say it."

"I want it..."

"You want WHAT?"

"Your cock...I want it..."

She cleared her throat, and said, more strongly,

"I want your cock. I want you to fuck me...fuck my pussy. Fuck my ass. Make me cum...make me cum like you used to..."

I didn't need any more encouragement. I stripped off my clothes, as she ripped her skirt free, and turned onto her hands and knees – always her favorite position. I dropped to my knees and grabbed her hips, devouring her pussy and ass. She buried her face in my pillows, moans becoming screams as I ran my tongue over her asshole, while sliding my fingers – three of them – in and out of her soaking wet pussy. Soon I had her quivering, her whole body shaking. 




A Surprise Visit



"Sean..." Her voice was shaky and barely audible. "Sean...fuck me. Fuck me NOW..."

I rose to my knees, and put the tip of my cock against the lips of her pussy. It was like a furnace, burning the head of my cock like nothing I've ever felt before. She whined as I teased her, running it over the outside of her slit, and slapping her clit lightly with the swollen head. Finally, she couldn't take it any more – she reached back, grabbed my legs, and pushed back with all of her strength, pulling at the same time, and burying the entire shaft hilt-deep into her waiting pussy. 

She screamed as I grabbed her arms at the wrist and, holding them back and parallel to her body, began to slam my cock in and out of her pussy as hard as I could. She came the first time in just a few seconds, but I wasn't done. Pinning her wrists behind her back with one hand, I held her head down with the other, leaning forward as I slid my cock out of her pussy, and pushed the tip only into her ass. She gasped at the suddenness of it and squirmed, trying to get more. But I held back, making my cock twitch to stimulate the entrance of her ass as I whispered into her ear.

"Tell me that you're a whore."

She nodded, though she didn't look like she wanted to say it at first. "I'm...I'm a whore..."

I smiled. "Who's whore are you?"

"Yours...I'm your whore. Please...please, fuck me more..."

"You want this?"

I pushed my cock in more, causing her to cry out.

"Oh my FUCKING GOD! Yes...I want that cock in my ass! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

So I did. I slid my cock all the way out, paused for a second...then thrust forward, slamming it all the way up her ass. She screamed so loud I was sure the neighbors could hear her, but I didn't care. I fucked her steadily, and roughly, releasing her arms, and grabbing her tits tightly as I slammed her ass. She had tears in her eyes, but kept begging me for more - I felt her body shaking like a leaf...she came again at least twice more. Soon, I could feel my balls contract, and I threw my head back, slamming my cock deep into her as I came, flooding her asshole with my cum. We collapsed on the bed together, my cock sliding slowly out of her as it grew soft.

For a long time, the only sound in the room was our heavy breathing. I rolled off of her and relaxed onto my back. She surprised me by turning and resting her head on my chest. 

"Fuck, I've missed that. But wasn't your favorite position when I was on top?"

I nodded. I've always loved watching a woman's breasts bounce while she rode me. She nodded, giggling slightly. "I thought so. What are you doing tomorrow night?"

I raised an eyebrow. Suddenly, the situation looked a lot better then it had when I'd first opened that door...

END



A Surprise Visit



Yes, this is Dr. Rhonda Vesta, I speak half-assed into the receiver. It is Jim Michaels from Walt Disney Corp., the VP of HR. Jim wants the VAM™ from VISUS, Inc. as Disney has recently concluded that they are in need of more insights into the skills and areas of need in their upper-level management personnel. I sit back and go through the routine of describing VISUS unique data-driven assessment approach, trying to sound slightly less bored of the same spiel I have given over and over again. Once more, it appears to be a relatively easy sell. This has become more the everyday norm; VISUS has taken off as we had envisioned, even though we were always rather confident about the proposal and the core team of the company. We currently have about 50 people working for us in Miami, and Justin has another 60+ in Chicago, and the European and Asian branches are on fire. 

I look at the original leather-bound copy on top of my desk and smile. A warm feeling flows through my body as I think about what that book and its contents mean to me, and my fingertips gently trace the embossed letters "Self Wonder." It is a much deeper pondering than many would think. The association with this book to a certain man I know "somewhat" is strong, though he is rather far away. While diving into these thoughts, I glance at my feet. The fresh dark-hued polish complements the shoes that I know this man would love and my tan legs perfectly. My thoughts race back to many of the stories and imaginings and my pussy moistens as my sensory cortex tingles...in an axonal tribute, I close my eyes and imagine everything novel and uncomplicated!

My thoughts are interrupted by my administrative assistant, and he asks if it is ok to let the repairman in to check the air conditioning. A surprised and confused expression crosses my face. I am just about to tell Rob that there is nothing wrong with the air conditioning, and I certainly have not ordered a repair. But before I am able to get a sound out of my mouth I spot something that has becum common in my fantasies... the steel-toed work boots. 

My mouth drops half open as I slowly look upwards not daring to break the illusion of the fantasy those boots provide me. But yes, the outfit continues with a pair of overalls. To my amazement they are also dark olive green and very dirty. They are tied to from the overalls arms to the waist of the repairman, exposing the upper torso that is clad in a tight black crew neck t-shirt. His biceps are slightly flexed and the veins in his arms are clearly visible as he carries his weighty tools. The visor of his dirty, worn out golf visor is slightly tilted forward so I cannot properly see the face, but it does look right in perspective to my expectations.

And then the voice gives it up. He says with a straight face:

"For our clients' birthdays we perform gratuitous checkups of all appliances." 

He closes the door behind him and, not subtly at all, drops the tools from his hands. I am in utter disbelief! I stand up and walk right into his arms. A familiar scent is present as I lean against his chest. 

"Happy birthday, Little Minx" I hear him say. 

"Well, thank you, Kind Sir" I reply. "Did you bring any presents for me?" I continue. 

"Of course I did," he replies. "You may open this package anytime you like..." he smiles. 

I reach down to his crotch and he is instantly hard; I remember this spontaneity in stiffness from "dinner." I slide my hand up and down the obvious bulge in the overalls. You guide my hands to the pocket of the overalls, which not to my surprise, also features a hole to access whatever may lie beneath the sturdy trousers. I find your cock and start stroking it slowly. You pull me in close to indulge in a breathless kiss, grabbing the back of my head and hair as you smother me with your lips and tongue. It is rather impossible to estimate how long this takes, but it is also quite obvious neither of us particularly would like to end it.

Finally, I tell you that I NEED to open the package now. I kneel down in front and unzip the lower part of the overalls. Readying yourself for the treatment you are used to, you place your hands on your hips, close your eyes and move your waist a bit forward to offer your now fully erect cock to me to the furthest depths you can be inside the warm moist environs. I take a quick glance at your boots and smile to myself. I then gently stroke your balls with my left hand as my right hand grabs the base of your shaft. In one giant swallowing motion I take your throbbing cock into my mouth. Slowly, I slide my mouth back and forth feeling each wrinkle of the bursting cock as I perform this rhythm. The excessive saliva creates a sensational sliding effect that clearly is bringing euphoria upon you, and thus to me. You take your hands and place them at the back of my head to thrust my head deeper, as if I were to need guidance to the already perfected maneuver. But the lust apparent from your guidance turns me on like nothing else. It is clear you want to flat out fuck my thoroughly hot wet mouth. Your breathing and muscle flexion clearly indicate that you are no longer in this room and you are closing in on a huge climax. 

Shakily, you suggest I stop the vacuum, but I laugh internally with my refusal :-). I take your cock in as deep as I can with each thrust. Finally, with a huge moan you release your load. I can feel some of the cum fly right down my throat, almost making you gasp for air, but I tenaciously cling to the task at hand, closing my lips even tighter against your pulsing penis. You struggle to find your own breath as you deposit every single drop of the warm salty fluid into my yearning mouth.

"The piping here seems to be fully functioning..." you finally say, still clearly out of breath. 

I am flaunting the most devilish smile as I look up to you. 

"My turn," you whisper, grabbing me from my ass, you lift me up against your waist so I can curl my legs around your body. 

In this closely knit position you carry me to the large mahogany desk and lay me flat there. The phone on the table rings, but I promptly reach over to it and silence it. Simultaneously, I press down a button that turns on a "busy" light outside my office. The door is still not locked, but it would simply not be the norm for someone to enter now...though neither of us is particularly concerned at the notion!!!

Now flat on my back, you grab one of my legs placing it on your shoulder. You brush your hands along the muscular calves that are spectacularly accented by thigh-high shiny nylons. As you caress your cheek and mouth along the inner part of my calf and thigh, noticing the moisture oozing down my leg, you smile and say, 

"It appears as though you were expecting me! I would bet a hundred bucks right now that you are not wearing underwear." 

This comment makes me smile as I know I am touching your sweet spots to perfection. A quick glance towards your crotch confirms my suspicion. You are fully hard again! You now grab my leg again, and with both hands, run down my right leg. It is obvious you are enjoying the shape of my muscular legs. Continuing down my legs you reach into my skirt and find the laced top of my stockings. Delving deeper you use your right hand to ever so lightly brush my soaking wet pussy between the lace-rimmed stockings. 

The expression on your face is that of a young boy in a penny-candy shop. You use both hands to curl up my skirt fully exposing an exquisite indescribable view of pure female sex. The lips of my swollen pussy are clear and the wetness palpable...and you indeed palpate. You quickly sniff the hand that had just rubbed against my smoothness increasing your now unparalleled desire. You pull off my stockings entirely exposing a most beautiful pussy and pelvic region, decorated by a small tattoo slightly below the left hip. The tattoo has a meaning to you as well. 

Though, you have never been a fan of body art, this is one you now cherish with its multi-tiered meaning. My complete pelvic region's smoothness is complemented by the very small "martini glass" that I at times choose to leave present to provide contrast to the otherwise omnipresent silkiness. As you lean over the desk to reach my pussy with your mouth, you crave to replay that first touch and taste. You choose a light licking motion all the way from my ass hole to my clit a few times. Taking your time, you enjoy the full visual ecstasy of my aroused cunt. 

You then stop the lingering movements in the middle to tongue-fuck me a few times as deeply as possible. I can sense your lust as you burrow yourself into my vaginal folds. You then use your right hand to spread my pussy lips wide open fully bringing my clit to the forefront. From my face you can see that this sensitive knob is in desperate need of some tongue polishing. The "repairman" goes right in to work, circling your lips around my clit and sucking it while simultaneously using your tongue to flick it as might a vibrator. My moans have become highly audible groans, and it is a clear indication that this motion is to be continued. The only occasional breaks are to marvel the sight before you. 

Gradually, you give my clit increased rapid attention, and I stiffen to your touch, as you wait for the clitoral orgasm. As you observe this occurring, you dive two fingers into my pussy and one in my ass. At this point, it takes little time for my entire body to flex in sign of an impending explosion. My clit starts to throb... You then lift your head from between my legs and continue fucking me with your fingers. My juices are everywhere as you continue to thrust your digits into my hot pussy and ass hole. You are beyond ready to fuck me!

You pull me to the edge of the desk and stabilize my feet on your shoulders. As I try to insert your fully erect penis into my pussy, I am literally forced to fight the cock downwards to the correct angle; it is full of blood again as if it had not fucked this way in months. Guiding the swollen cock to my wet cunt, your assist is a slightly push forward. The sensation is indescribable. Slowly thrusting, plumbing the depths with every grunt, you stop and look directly at me: 

"Happy birthday, Rhonda!" you say and smile. 

"Fuck me like you never have and never will again," I respond. 

At my service, you grab my waist and begin to move back and forth, increasing the speed all the time, as I desperately reach around to return the favor of anal stimulation to you. The sweat pours from you as you pound me as "hard" and as vigorously as possible. The language spoken by my eyes are clear. You stop for a moment and pull off your t-shirt exposing your upper torso. Clearly the gym has become more of your home since I saw you last... As you continue to push your cock inside of my hot pussy I can see your upper body muscles flex. You grab my hips and pull yourself in as deeply as you are able; you then swipe some of my notes to the floor and climb on top of the desk as well. This enables you to push my legs even closer to my chest and you penetrate even deeper as you now have me folded completely. The pounding gets very intense as it is clear that I want it hard. My orgasm is inevitable. 

You do your best to drill as deeply as possible and then it all explodes. My damn has broken; fluids burst all over the desk, as you continue to pump despite the intense heat and sweat. Finally, even you cannot take it anymore. You move into a spread eagle position sitting on my tight abs with your cock pointing directly at my face. I know what is expected of me at this point, and I raise my head slightly. I open my mouth, an indication that it is desired that your cum fly all over my face. You take a few "backhanded" strokes with your left hand, and then let 'er rip. Mostly, the load hits my neck, but droplets also reach my cheek and hair. What a hot fucking sight. You collapse on the office chair next to the table. The orgasm aftershocks flow through both of our bodies.

After having recovered enough you stand up and scoot over me on the table, give a salty thank you kiss, quickly dress and walk out of the door. Back to work...



A Surprise Visit



After a long day of classes and trying to explain to a student why she got a less than stellar grade, I was looking forward to a date with my television, a pot of hot tea, and a long shower. As I turned the key in my door, I was contemplating the merits of rooibos versus chai and was distracted wondering how quickly I get water to boil in the kettle.

I had barely kicked off my shoes in the entryway (being the good Asian girl I am, I never wear shoes in my house) before I heard your voice.

"I've been waiting. And now you're going to be punished for making me wait." 

Before I could react, you grabbed my hair and painfully twisted it, forcing me to my knees. That was when I realised you had sprinkled uncooked rice on the hardwood floors, making me kneel on the small, hard grains. I gritted my teeth in pain, but not before a moan escaped. My mind went in a thousand directions at once. I knew you had the keys to my home, but you so rarely used them that I rarely expected visits from you. Had I known you were going to show up, I wouldn't have spent so much time with an argumentative student. And what kind of punishment had your sadistic mind cooked up, having sat there for who knows how long?

I sat there kneeling at your bare feet, trying to ignore the pain on my knees, and immediately started to undress, knowing better than to stay clothed in your presence for any longer than necessary. Before I could finish undressing myself, though, you ripped the rest of my clothes off my body. I knew at that point this wasn't going to be a good evening. I kissed and licked your bare feet, trying to show how sorry I was for inconveniencing you. You sarcastically laughed, guessing my intentions. "You stupid gook whore. If you think that's enough to get you out of trouble, you're dumber than I thought. But go ahead. Keep licking my feet like the dumbass dog that you are. And speaking of dogs..."

You kicked a dog bowl filled with rice over to me. "I figured you'd be hungry by now. Since you're such a rice nigger, this is all you get to eat tonight... this and my cum, which is already on there. If you'd gotten home sooner, the cum would have still been nice and warm. Too fucking bad for you, zipperhead slut. Eat up."

You shoved my face in the bowl with your foot forcing me to eat, some of the rice going up my nose. I didn't notice that you had crept behind me in the meantime. Suddenly your thick white cock was in my wet cunt and you were fingering my dry ass. I whimpered, but I knew not to beg for mercy that would never come.

You started fucking my cunt, each thrust forcing my knees back and forth on the rice, causing immeasurable amounts of pain. One hand grinding further and further in my ass, and the other forcing my head deeper into the bowl of rice, muffling my cries and reinforcing my place as your Asian fucktoy.

Over and over you called out names "zipperhead whore" "yellow cumslut" "fresh of the boat fucktoy" "shovelheaded cunt." Occasionally, you grabbed my a fistful of my hair, forcing me to repeat the names.

My fucked me until I was worn out and tired -- my cunt and ass ached. My knees were raw from the rice. You suddenly stopped and yanked me to my feet. The sudden movement hurt nearly as much as kneeling for so long had, and I screamed, causing you to slap me across the face so hard I saw stars.

You threw me on the floor on my back and mounted me again, this time grabbing my tits, pinching them and twisting them until I was breathless. You warned me that if I made a sound, you would cut one of them off -- but just one, leaving me a lopsided worthless whore who no one would ever want. To prove your point, you pulled out my ceramic kitchen knife and pressed it just under my tit, daring me to move. I nodded my understanding, and you resumed your torture, my eyes welling up and tears running down my face.

You pounded my cunt again, and I bit the inside of my lip cheeks and lip desperately trying to keep silent. You continued your torture of my tits, which you had always maintained were too big for a Asian whore like me. But since there was so much to grab, twist, and pull, you might as well. After my tits were thoroughly battered and bruised, and you had bruised my cunt, you grabbed me again and stood me up. "Bedroom," you commanded.

I quickly and anxiously walked down the hall to the bedroom and waited to see what was next. I didn't have to wait for long, as you tossed me on the bed, face up, with my head hanging off the edge of the bed. You took time to use my handcuffs to secure my arm to one side of the bed and a scarf to secure my other arm to the other side. You wasted no time in shoving your cock down my throat, laughing when I started choking. Instinctually, I tried to move my head and arms to gain control, but I couldn't; I was completely at your mercy, which only made you laugh more as you went deeper down my throat, thrusting harder and faster.

Spit was drooling out of the sides of my mouth. Tears were streaming down my face. I was choking. My body was writhing. You were shouting an endless assault of racial epithets at me, although you occasionally threw in a garden variety "pathetic slut" or "worthless slag bitch." You spat in my face, on my tits, on my cunt.

And as you came down my throat, I cried. I had never been so exhausted or so content. I knew that I had done as much as I could to try to please you.

As you released me, you held me tight and told me that I had pleased you, that I had served you well. You remembered that I always get cold after intense service, and you wrapped me in a blanket. I started to drift off and heard the ever-so-sweet words, "You did such a good job, baby. I am so pleased with you." And I fell asleep with a small smile on my cum-crusted lips.



A Surprise Visit



It's a normal night and your home alone, just chilling out on the sofa, when you hear a knock on the door. You get up puzzled and answer the door only to find me there. Slightly damp from the rain outside. Before you can say anything my lips are on yours, kissing you passionately and my hands running themselves down your back and over your thighs. You pull me inside and you kick the door shut with your foot.

I'm still hungrily kissing you my hands getting lower down your back until they gently squeeze your ass, you open your mouth and bite my tongue a little as I slip it inside and begin to explore your mouth. You give a little squeak as I pick you up and carry you upstairs, this time it's me pushing the bedroom door open with my foot. I gently place you on the bed and hover over you, letting my hands wander over your front this time, running over your stomach and inner thighs and only lightly going over your breasts. You take my damp T shirt off and not to be outdone, run your hands over my chest. Paying particular attention to the area which leads to my crotch , you go to undo my belt but don't get chance. Seizing your hands I hold them over your head , gently not roughly , and take your top off with my teeth. You help by leaning forward so it doesn't get stuck. I slide a hand behind your back and unhook your bra too. With my attention distracted you free your hands and massage my thighs, taking your time to run over the large lump that's forming in-between them, begging to be freed.

Before you can contemplate going for my belt again , my hands are running over your nipples , my fingers gently tugging on them , becoming more rougher as they harden. My mouth closes on yours again with a hungry kiss and your breath quickens as my fingers start to bring you pleasure. You gasp as you near orgasm and then almost scream when my hands stop. They lower to your trousers and gently tug them off. You don't think of protesting for long because my tongue quickly starts running its way up your thigh. Just before it reaches your stomach it moves to the right, straight on top of your clit and moves over the fabric. You sigh loudly. It's pleasurable but the damb underwear is in the way. My hands resume their work on your breasts and my tongue moves hard over your underwear , giving just enough pleasure to bring you closer to orgasm.

Before you do however my hands and tongue move again , and my tongue goes back to your mouth to carry on kissing you , getting really frustrated with the situation you sit up and pull my belt and trousers off in one fluid motion and pull my boxers down to my knees. As you do my dick pings out and stands up looking pretty beefy. You run a hand over it and love it as my face shows the pleasure im getting. Letting you get on with your task I get on with mine and pull your underwear off.

Once again my tongue begins its slow journey up your thigh and you begin to pump me furiously any time I get close. After several attempts at climbing your thigh and just when you're about to bite me out of frustration my tongue finally finds the right spot and in 3 seconds flat you orgasm. My tongue rubs hard over your clit and my hands tug on your nipples. You grip me hard and feel me pulse beneath your fingers as you squeeze. Before you can catch your breath however one of my hands moves and begins massaging underneath my tongue, lapping up the juices that are starting to spread. My finger plays around the entrance long enough for you to come again before finally entering you.

I start off with a slow in out technique before rubbing your walls with my finger , bringing you another orgasm as you desperately try to hold on to reality. I switch to two fingers, both massaging your insides while my tongue still batters at your clit mercilessly and my remaining hand tugs at your nipples. The orgasms don't stop and as you recover from one another is quickly upon you. You move yourself around from underneath me and quickly put me in your mouth, sucking hard and swirling your tongue around my tip. I moan hard and lick at you harder, making you stop while you try to catch your breath. Not to be outdone you suck harder, trying to distract me, but it backfires and I lick harder, suck harder, finger you harder and play with your nipples harder.

You come again and beg me to be inside you, which despite playing hard to get for the last vast amounts of time, I seem happy to oblige you with. I hover over you , my dick still wet from you and slowly rub all over the area, it doesn't take long before you get impatient and putting me at the entrance grab me by my ass and push me inside. You moan loudly as I fill you up , coming again , I push against the insides , thick and pulsing , sending waves of pleasure throughout your body as I moves slowly in and out. My mouth gets busy on the nipples that haven't had a rest all night and you come again. 

Orgasms blur together as I pound you continuously. Sometimes going so fast you don't know how you manage to breath between the orgasms. Sometimes going so slow you can feel me as I push cm by cm deeper inside you. I move positon and put you on top, grabbing your ass to support you and humping upwards, giving you more depth than you thought possible. You come again, getting exhausted now but you can see im having trouble holding my own explosive orgasm back. You squeeze me while im inside you and kiss me while I moan loudly into your ear.

You beg me to come and im only happy to oblige as I scream your name and thrust inside you again. You cum the hardest you've come all night as my dick spasms inside you , getting huge as is fires my load inside you.You collapse on top of me and as our breathing slowly subsides I keep myself inside you as I slowly shrink. You quickly fall asleep on top of me , exhausted , happy , and well spent , at least until I wake you up for round 2 in a few hours.



A Surprise Visit Ch. 01



11pm. Just got off work, got home, showered, and got ready to kick back with some cold beers in front of the television. Thinking about heading online to see if she is on. 

Logging in to my favorite chat room, then back out with disappointment that she wasn't there. Then back to lounge on the sofa in front of a flickering television that I am not even paying attention to. Thoughts of her run rampant in my head. Re-reading the words that filled my senses from the last intense cybersex session with her. My eyes close as visions dance through my head as I picture the scenario played out in words in the chat room by me and her. I can hear the sounds, smell the fragrances, and almost feel her silken skin brush against mine. I grow more and more excited by the moment. The television almost inaudible now as my mind drifts to a plane of desire often reached when she and I engage in private chat in our chat room.

Suddenly my train of thought is abruptly broken by the digital ringing of my phone. "11:30 at night, who could be calling me?" I thought to myself as I reached for the phone. I answer with a hoarseness to my voice, as if I had jus awoke from a desirable dream.

"Hi there baby, guess where I am?" she says on the other line. My mind racing to figure out who it is. Stuttering I search my mind for an intelligent answer when I am cut off by her once more. "It's me silly, your cyber-love..." And it is then that I realize it is her. Her soft purring voice that I have heard on many occasions. My cyber sweetheart. The one I was just looking for to cure my boredom.

"Ummm, I don't know honey, where are you?" I ask.

"I'm in town baby, I just got to my hotel. I needed to get away for the weekend, and figured, why not fly out and see where you live." She says with an audible sense of glee in her voice. 

"You're kidding right?" I ask in disbelief, only to be answered with an exclamation that she is not. And after a few exchanges of pleasantries about why, and the flight, and other things of non importance, I accept the late night invite to meet you at your hotel.

Changing clothes and getting to the hotel took me no more than a half an hour i my excited stupor, as the next thing I remember was walking down the hallway to your 21st floor hotel room. Arriving at the door, I fix myself to my acceptance as this is our very first face to face meeting. The knock seems to echo through the empty hall, and I begin to perspire as I hear the soft, padded footsteps approach the door. As if from the heavens, and angel surrounded by a soft warm glow opens the door to meet me. Pictures have done this beauty absolutely no justice. Clad in a short black summer dress, with long wavy brunette locks cascading gently down her cream colored shoulders, this vision of pure elegance smiles sweetly and welcomes me in with open arms. 

As I follow her into the main living quarters of this very spacious hotel suite, my eyes are fixed on her slender legs which disappear into the luckiest piece of clothing in the world. We sit on a oversized sofa with drinks in our hands and marvel at the fact that we are finally physically in one another's company. I have no idea how it happened, but our conversation turned to our cyber sessions online and the next thing I knew, we were leg to leg on the sofa. Our faces inching closer to one another's as our talk softened. The heat between our merging bodies spreading throughout each other. A bead of perspiration rolls down my temple as our lips meet for the first time. Immediately being sent into the heavens as our kiss ignites a flame beneath us both. Our mouths open, taking each other's tongue inside to engage in a sweet dance of lust. Desire burning strong within me the minute I heard her voice on the other line.

The lights seemed to have dimmed as I watch her rise from the sofa, stand before me bathed in silhouette as she slips the straps of her dress off her shoulders. I watch in awe as the sheer black material slides slowly to the floor, revealing the most perfect body and man has ever laid eyes on. The look of desire on her face un-swayed by the look of amazement on my own. I watch in a dream like state as she kneels before me, nudging my legs apart with her body. Her hands trail down my body as shivers run up it. Her head drops down to my crotch, mouth opening and enclosing my denim sheathed erection. 

Biting down on the material like and animal after its flesh covered meal. He gaze is locked to mine as her hands make their way to undo my zipper. The sound of it being undone echoes in my head as I feel my erection freed from its prison. Cool air rushes over my rigid flesh as the breeze of cool air flows over it from her lips. The same cool air was suddenly replaced by warm, wet lips. Pursed lips that were wrapped around the top of my shaft, the tip of her tongue fluttering and swirling around my head. 

I could feel saliva streaming off her togue and on to coat my head in natural lubricant. Slowly my entire length was being devoured by this expert mouth. Her technique brilliantly demonstrated in reality finally. My head races to recall more of her sexual prowess as her mouth continues down my cock. Releasing my cock briefly I hear a breath of passion float out of her succulent lips. My cock dripping with saliva and desire. She gazes up at me as she takes my length down once again. Over and over, repeated motions of her head bobs up and down on me, driving me mad with desire for her. The sound of wet oral sex filling the air around us, melding harmoniously with soft tempered moans of delight. 

The pleasure intensifies with each stroke of her beautiful tongue along my length. My groans grow louder, deeper as I can feel my body start to tingle. Her pace quickens, her desire to get me off strengthening with each sound out of me. My head rocks back and forth against the headrest of the sofa as I try desperately to hold off my orgasm, but she is not allowing that. Her hand grips my base, massaging my cock gently, her fingers trailing lightly over my sac as her tongue continues to lather me and pleasure me. I open my eyes to watch this lovely goddess bring me to climax as her eyes have closed, deep in concentration of posessing my cock. Over and over her head bobs onto me, her hands working my balls expertly bringing my cum to a boil within, yearning to be delivered to her. 

My body stretches out and goes rigid. She realizes this and releases me from the grasp of her lips, working my drenched cock now with her hands. Her lips smacking together and her tongue swirling around them as she reels off a monologue of demands to me. Urging me to flood her mouth with me gift, to revel in the feeling of her hand jerking me off. Her words fade into oblivion as my head starts to spin, as my cock tingles with impending pleasure. Convulsions take over my body, jerking violently as stream after stream of warm white cum jets into her agape mouth. I try to look as she catches her prize in her mouth, closing it only to take down the load once her mouth was full. Cum drizzles down her chin as her hand slows its rhythm on my rod, milking out the remainder of my explosion and lapping up what streams she had missed. 

Cleaning me off with precision work, and snaking her body up my still trembling own, straddling me, gazing into my face with a look of pure satisfaction. Telling me how unbelievable a feeling it is to finally be able to know what I taste like, to not have to hear my groans of climactic ecstacy through a phone line. All the while unbuttoning my shirt, kissing my chest softly, my sensitive nipples engulfed by her devious lips. My bare chest exposed, her hands run up and down my abdomen as the next stage of our decadent first night together prepares to continue. 



A Surprise Visit Ch. 01



It was ten thirty on Thursday morning when Susan Caldwell heard the doorbell ring. She was in the bedroom getting ready to go into town and wondered whom it could be. She and her husband John did not know anyone having only moved to this small city two weeks ago, where John had taken a job as assistant accountant with a distribution company. John had only just started work on Monday after a busy first week of unpacking and getting settled into the house they had bought. Susan was pleased that he had found a job away from all the problems that had plagued him in his last job and hoped things would be better now. 

She and John had known each other for most of their life's having lived on the same street and run around with the same crowd at high school. They had gone steady since she was eighteen and he twenty. They married when she was twenty-one. Now after four years of marriage she wondered if she had made a bad choice in marrying John. 

He had had problems at the previous two places he had worked but blamed his co-workers for the problems that arose. She was also very disappointed with her sex life, for here John had seemed to lack the sex drive to fully satisfy her needs as a woman. It was true that she loved him, and it was she who had said no to premarital sex when they were courting. She sometimes regretted this, for had she let John have sex with her she might have known before marriage about his low sex drive. Still she tried to make her marriage work and had thought about getting him to see a doctor to check and see if there was a health reason for his problem.

She hurried downstairs and opened the door and was surprised to see a tall Blackman standing there.

He smiled and said, "Mrs Caldwell?" 

"Yes."

"My name is Sam Goodman. I am the owner of the company that your husband John is working for. I thought it was time I stopped by and welcomed you to the city."

"Why thank you Mr Goodman. Come on in," she said and saw another smile spread over his face.

He was certainly a handsome man, about forty-five she thought, about six-foot, well built but not fat.

"Please call me Sam," he said as she stood aside and he entered into the house.

Closing the door she took him through to the living room.

She smiled at him and said," My names Susan." 

He held out his hand and they shook hands. His grip was strong and he seemed to hold onto her hand longer than was necessary. She had never had any contact with black people before but already she had taken a liking to him.

"Please sit down Sam," she said gesturing to an easy chair. 

"Can I get you a cup of coffee?" 

"That would be nice Susan."

"Black or white? 

"Black please, no sugar."

He watched as she walked away to the kitchen. She was certainly a good looking woman about five-foot seven, blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. A nice slender figure but not skinny, a great pair of legs and a lovely round ass. He had seen her photo on John's desk on Monday and he liked what he saw, even though it was just a head and shoulders picture of her. Now seeing her in person made his cock stir.

She returned a few minutes later with two steaming cups of coffee. Placing them on the coasters on the mahogany coffee table, which was in front of him she sat down in the easy chair on the opposite side of the coffee table.

"It was nice of you to stop by Sam. John never mentioned that you might stop by at all."

Sam picked up his cup of coffee and smiled at her before taking a sip of the hot coffee as he contemplated what he was going to say to her.

Placing his cup back on the saucer he looked directly into her blue eyes and said, "Well Susan, I really came to discuss something about John with you, but I am surprised he never mentioned I was going to call on you today. I asked him yesterday if you would be home and told him I wanted to come and have a talk with you."

"What about John?" She asked him, feeling a little apprehensive, hoping that he had not got offside with anyone at work already.

"Well Susan, I only met John last Monday. I was out of town when my accountant interviewed him for the job two months ago. My accountant of course had decided that John certainly had the qualifications for the position and had already accepted him. On Monday John and I had a chat together. He seemed to me to be a quiet sort of person; perhaps you could say a loner. Did he have many friends in the place you used to live?" 

Susan was feeling somewhat concerned now as she said, "No not really, but John has always liked to spend all his spare time with me."

"I can see why he would," Sam said a big smile on his face. "However he seemed somewhat reticent when I asked him about why he left his previous job. When I finally coaxed a few details from him I became a bit concerned that he might cause problems with the other staff. I am considering letting him go at the end of his three months trial. I can't risk having trouble at the plant." 

"Please Sam let me have a talk with him before you make a decision about his job."

Sam looked at her captivating blue eyes wondering what it would be like to have them looking up into his as she knelt in front of him as she sucked on his cock.

"Well being truthful Susan when I had a talk with John I happened to see your photo on his desk. I thought how unfortunate it would be for a lovely young woman like you to be uprooted again, and how hard it might be for John to obtain another job. It would be hard to explain to another employer why after having only recently taken the job with me he had left. I asked him about you and if there were any problems at home that might be affecting him. He was quite frank with me and did mention that there was a sexual problem. It appears that John has a low sex drive and because of that he has been worrying about his relationship with you."

Susan blushed; she could not believe that John had discussed their sex life with Sam who was really a complete stranger. However she wanted to try and help John to keep his job, as she did not want to end up having to move again.

"Yes Sam we have been having some problems relating to that area of our marriage, however I think it was caused by stress at the previous place he worked. Please let me try and sort things out with him and see if things improve."

"Please don't be offended Susan when I say that I came to see you after seeing your photo on John's desk, because I wanted to help you and John if I can. Your picture does not do you justice Susan; you are a very beautiful young woman, in fact you are the sort of woman I could use if you would agree to come and work for me also. I have made John an offer of taking the position of Accountant next year and all the assistance I can give him to help him improve his people skills."

"What sort of work would you need a woman like me for Sam?"

Sam noted the sudden change in her voice from sounding rather sad to one of semi excitement.

"Well Susan I told John that I need a personal assistant on an as and when required basis."

He paused looking at her waiting to see what she had to say before being more specific. His cock was partly erect due to his imagining what it would be like to see her naked, to see her on her back with her legs spread wide waiting to feel his cock pushing into her. 

"What sort of duties would I be required to perform Sam? I do have some work skills but have not worked since John and I married."

"Your duties would mainly be performed at home. On other occasions I would require you to entertain some of my business associates in the evening and sometimes at the weekends, you know act as a hostess. The pay would be good and I am sure you could use the extra money to help pay off the mortgage on this house." Sam told her.

"Tell me more Sam, it sounds like an interesting job. I feel sure I could be a good hostess to your business associates, and also perform the duties of a personal assistant, perhaps with a little help and guidance from you when you tell me the sort of things you would expect of me."

Sam noted the excitement in Susan's voice and said, "I am pleased to hear that Susan. I think you would fit in well with what I have in mind. John said he wanted you to take up the job. However I said we should all sit down and discuss it together. Also I would need to test you on some of your skills. So I have arranged with John for you and he discuss it together. I will pay you another visit on Saturday afternoon to see what decision you have both come to."

Sam looked at his watch and said, "Anyway Susan I had better go now."

"Well thank you Sam for stopping by and also for your offer to help John, also for offering me a job as well. I really do appreciate it.

He watched as Susan opened her legs slightly as she stood up. In that brief moment he caught a glimpse of her inner thighs as the short skirt she was wearing rode up a little as she slid forward off the chair making his cock stir more in the confinement of his trousers.

Sam stood up and smiling at her said, "It has been my pleasure to meet you. Thanks for the coffee. I look forward to seeing you again on Saturday."

"I will be looking forward to seeing you again Sam. I promise I will make sure that you will give me the job after talking it through with John. Why don't you and your wife come for dinner on Saturday."

"I have no wife Susan, we divorced six years ago."

"I'm sorry to hear that Sam."

"No need to feel sorry, it is just one of those things that happen in life I guess. I accept your offer to dinner though."

She walked with him to the door and watched as he walked to his car.

She felt elated that she might soon have a job as the personal assistant of Sam Goodman. She had noted how every now and again Sam's eyes had lowered and she realised he was looking at her legs, her knees exposed due to the shortness of her skirt. 

She had taken a liking to Sam. He was old enough to be her father she knew, but he also exuded an air of confidence and what is more sexuality. She liked the compliment he had paid her when he said she was a beautiful looking woman. She also saw the way he had looked at her legs as a compliment to her femininity. Having heard stories about black men having bigger penises than white men she wondered if it was really true. She had woken up that morning feeling horny, and she suddenly realised how wet her panties now felt. She could not believe it was because of the way Sam Goodman had looked at her, yet there was no other explanation. It was to late to go into town now; it would be better if she went after lunch she decided.

The heat and wetness of her sexual need was now paramount. She went upstairs and stripped off her clothes. She took her vibrator out of the bedside cabinet drawer and lay back on the bed. This was how she always relieved herself, as she stayed faithful to John. She usually fantasised about a big strong man who took her forcefully, and usually ended up bringing herself to orgasm twice before she was satisfied.

As she lay on the bed she played with her breasts, pinching the nipples hard making them stand up. Then moving one hand down she began to rub her fingers over her pussy lips, feeling them already slightly apart and the wetness inside as she began to rub two fingers back and forth inside the pink valley. She rimmed her hole twice and then slid her fingers up and played with her clit which was now enlarged and peeping out from under its hood.

For some reason today she began to think about the man being a Blackman, all the other times the man in her fantasy was always white. The only image she could conjure up of course was a mental picture of Sam Goodman. Well older man or not he was going to have to be the one. She imagined him kissing and caressing her body, his fingers playing with her nipples, her clit, then being pushed up inside her hole as he began to finger fuck her. Once she had aroused herself and was ready for this imagined man, this Sam Goodman, she picked up her vibrator and turned it on low. It now became Sam's cock sliding up and down in her pink valley, rubbing over her swollen clit making her moan. After a few moments of this teasing she moved the vibrator down and positioned it against the ring of her sex. She moaned loudly and said to her imaginary lover, "Yes Sam, take me ride me." Then she pushed the vibrator deep into her sex enjoying the lovely sensations it brought her. Soon she was highly aroused and said, "Harder lover, ram that dick deep into me." As she began to ram the vibrator back and forth hard into herself, she imagined it was her imaginary lover responding to her urging. Then the lovely orgasmic waves started as the imagined black dick brought her to orgasm. She moaned loudly as her sheath rippled along the vibrator, which she now had buried deep inside her as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure flowed over her and her pussy flooded with her release.

She lay there on the bed for a few moments enjoying the after effects of her sexual release. As she lay she wondered what an earth had made her fantasize about having sex with a Blackman, and an older one at that, Sam Goodman. She could not explain it to herself as she had never ever thought about sex with other than white men. She gave up trying to come to any conclusion; after all it was just a fantasy. 

She went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up feeling much better after her orgasm. She then made some lunch and after that she headed to town. On the way she started to look forward to the evening and talking about Sam's job offer with her husband John. She had thought that perhaps she might find a job in this new place, and Sam had been right about her pay helping to pay of the mortgage on the house. Sam having told her that John wanted her to take the job made her feel confident that they would agree without to much having to be discussed about it.

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After dinner that evening she and John sat down in the living room. When John had arrived home from work and even at dinner neither of them had mentioned Sam and his offer. Susan had purposely not mentioned it waiting to see what John had to say, especially as he had known that Sam was going to visit her today.

As John made no effort to say anything Susan said to him, "How was your day John?" 

"Quite good Susan can't complain." 

He picked up a magazine and started looking through it.

"I had a visitor this morning, his name was Sam Goodman." Susan said.

"Oh, and what did he stop by for?" John said in a quavering voice.

"Why are you not talking to me John? You knew he was coming to see me today and also the reason for his visit, what is the matter with you?"

John put down the magazine and looked at his beautiful wife. Would she understand, would she do whatever was necessary for him to keep his job, he doubted it.

"Yes I know all about the job offer, it seems so innocent doesn't it. Well the truth is I love you Susan, but I really need you to accept Sam's job offer. I am afraid to talk to you about it. Afraid you will hate me asking you to help me in the way that Sam wants." 

"Why, I would only be working for him as his personal assistant as and when required, and act as a hostess on occasions, what is so bad about that?"

"Did Sam say your duties would be performed at home?"

"Yes, but he never went into detail, I guess he will explain on Saturday. By the way I have invited him to stay for dinner."

"Susan, promise me that you will do what ever I ask of you, that you won't leave me if I tell you about my meeting on Monday with Sam."

"John, of course I won't hate you or leave you no matter what this is all about. You know I love you and will do anything, anything at all to help you."

"Do you mean that Susan, without knowing what I am going to tell you?"

"Yes John my love, I will do anything that you ask of me. Just think with me earning money we can pay of the mortgage quicker."

"I really hope you mean it Susan. Well on Monday when Sam came to see me he saw your photo on my desk, he picked it up and said, "Is this your wife John?"

"Yes Sam, that's Susan." 

"Fine looking woman," he said as he put the photo down. "How old is she John?"

"Twenty-five, we've been married for four years now," I told him.

"Then he questioned me about why I left my previous job. After I told him a few details he said he was concerned I might cause trouble for him. However he said he would make me an offer, the gist of it was that he would give me every assistance to improve my people skills, and also give me the chance to become the accountant next year, seems Gordon Jones is retiring."

"Well what is bad about that?" Susan asked him.

"You will not like what I am going to tell you now I know. Also understand that I am going to use the same words that he used when he told me what he wanted in return. He picked up your photo again and said, "I really would like to fuck your white bitch wife John, would you mind?" 

"What do you mean Sam talking like that about Susan?" I asked him.

Hearing John say that Sam Goodman had said he wanted to fuck her, calling her a white bitch sent a thrill of excitement through her. She felt her pussy begin to moisten. She somehow managed to talk in a normal way so that John would not know how excited she suddenly felt.

"You omitted to tell me John that you had also told him about our sex problem. What else did he say?"

"Please Susan, please try and understand. I don't really want him to have sex with you...but in order to save my job I have to ask you will you?"

The memory of that morning and imagining Sam Goodman fucking her flashed through her mind. She felt herself getting more aroused, eager now to hear what else had been said, discussed. She hoped John would not sense her eagerness.

"He asked me to talk it over with you and let him know when he comes to see us both on Saturday afternoon."

"Will you do that for me Susan?"

The thought of being fucked by Sam Goodman, seeing his lovely smile, hearing his deep voice, seemed to good to be true especially after her fantasy of him fucking her. She had read that men with deep voices usually had big balls. But then again it could just be like the thing about black cocks being bigger than white cocks, just a story that was untrue.

She did not want John to think she was eager to allow Sam Goodman to fuck her like John had told her, so she told him she would think about it an let him know on Friday. 

"If I say yes I hope you won't think of me as a slut wife?"

"Of course not Susan. You know that I love you. It will be a one off encounter, and then we can get on with our lives." 

Get on with our lives. God, I hope not. I need a man who will give me the real pleasure that sex can bring. Not leave me unfulfilled like you because of your premature ejaculation, she said to herself. But then the one off encounter that John had said it would be took some of the pleasure she felt away from her.

That then was the end of the matter.

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On Friday after John left for work Susan could not get Sam Goodman out of her mind. The thought of being naked in front of him, a stranger who she was going to allow to touch feel and eventually allow to enter her body. You really are a slut she said to herself as she made her way up to the bedroom to relieve the demands of her sexual arousal as she had yesterday. 

This time as she lay on the bed with her vibrator beside her she felt more aroused than she had for a long time. Susan realised that she was hot and horny because she had been thinking a lot about having sex with Sam Goodman. She imagined Sam looking at her nakedness, cupping her breasts in his hands, his mouth kissing her erect nipples, his mouth sucking on them as he squeezed them hard making her moan. She let her imagination run riot now as she pictured him laying between her thighs, his mouth pressed against he pussy lips as he kissed her sex. John had not wanted to give her oral sex and had told her he would not require her to give him oral sex when they were on their honeymoon.




A Surprise Visit Ch. 01



Then Sam's imagined fingers were touching her pussy lips, pulling them apart and his tongue was now exploring the pink interior of her pussy. She felt highly aroused now as his tongue found her clit, erect and peeping out from under its hood. She moaned loudly as she imagined his mouth capturing it, sucking on it as his tongue began to lick it, flick it arousing her more.

She wondered if Sam would make her take his ebony tool in her mouth, make her suck him to full erection. The thought frightened her a bit as she realised she did not know how to please a man in that way, never having performed oral sex.

Her pussy was now so hot and wet and in dire need of being filled and she desperately wanted to orgasm.

She turned the vibrator on to high. She wished it was black and not silver but that did not really matter at this moment. Placing the tip at the entrance to her pussy she thrust it in hard and deep moaning loudly as she imagined it was Sam's black tool that was being forcefully buried to the hilt inside her.

She began to thrust the vibrator back and forth in her hot wet pussy moaning and saying, "Fuck me Sam, fuck my hot pussy, and shoot your sperm into me." She soon reached her peak of pleasure; she shuddered crying out as the most intense orgasm she could recall flowed over her. When it was over she knew she had to hide her true feelings of wanting Sam to take her, to fulfil her in the way John had never done and probably never would.

That night when John came home he asked her if she was willing to go ahead and allow Sam Goodman to have sex with her. 

"Yes John, I will do as you ask, but please remember I am only doing it to save your job because I love you."

"I know that my love. Thank you Susan, you won't regret it. I will make it up to you somehow in the future.

To be continued...

© Neolithic One



A Surprise Visit Ch. 01



My girlfriend and I wrote this one together, me writing this first part, and her finishing with the second.

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Part One:

I'm finally sort of feeling settled here at the new house, it had so many spare rooms that hubby said it would be ok for you to rent the basement from us in return for helping me with the yard work and getting everything all settled while we both look for work. You were tired of Olympia and not finding steady work there and there was an offer down here for part time stuff, as well as it being closer to the other 'for-hire' stuff you were doing at The Gorge. You're not around too much, because of your part-time work, and when you are you mostly keep to yourself anyway, coming upstairs sometimes to watch a movie with us or play games with The Kid. I have my bass stuff in a room upstairs but when you do leave it will probably end up in the basement so that when I find a band I can buy a drum set and have practices at my own place. The 2 acres makes that possible, but right now I'm glad to have you help with the mowing and the outside stuff that neither of us can really handle ourselves. I suppose that even after you do go you'll be coming around to help with that, which is great because if you left for good I'd really miss the kisses and snuggles we sneak sometimes.

What he doesn't know is how much you've been 'helping' with other things while the kids are at school. You get up right after they leave to do the chores while I sleep in just a bit more. After the yard work is done on the days when you're here I get back up and take a shower and you usually come upstairs and help me with trying to figure out where stuff should go in a house that is so different to me. It's been very helpful to have you here and have your love and support because leaving my job was so difficult for me. At least with you here settling in has been less stressful than it would have been if I was left to deal with all of this while he worked. I can steal kisses and snuggles and lots of caring hugs, and once in a while we'll snuggle up on the couch and make out for hours on end. It's always so hot, whether it's me teasing you but you never press me for more than that, even though I know you really want to give me more. 

So this morning I got up and showered a bit early because I heard you mowing earlier and I know you'll be in your own shower soon. Standing in the shower, letting the hot water wash over my body, thinking about all your insistent kisses and nibbles and how much I'd really like to have them elsewhere, and delicious shivers keep coursing through my body. I slide the soap bubbles all over me and into every crevice just in case, but I do want this to be more about you than me. You've been so patient and loving and helped me so much. I know you don't expect anything in return, you never have, but I've always told you that I don't think that's fair. I turn the water cooler so that I don't end up looking like a lobster and begin rinsing the soap back off, starting with my hair and moving down my body. Smoothing my hands over my hips and onto my ass as I go. I'm loving my new body and I know you do too. You're always telling me how good I look and how hot I am and I'm starting to believe you. I slip out of the shower and dry my body off with the big fluffy towel. Slowly, because I have the time, I just heard you turn your shower on. I wonder if you know, or care, why I showered early today. Maybe you just figure I have something to do out of the house today, maybe you are thinking of me in your own shower. 

I shove my hair up into a high ponytail, up off my ears and neck and out of the way and slip on a lacy crotchless pair of panties that I've been saving forever for this. As I pad quietly across my bedroom floor towards the living room and the stairs, I can hear you singing softly in your shower downstairs. I smile, and continue my trek across the house, panties starting to get a little bit damp just from thinking about what I have planned. I slip quietly down the stairs, trying not to tremble as I go. I know you don't like the way your own body looks, so I hope you're not upset with me, but I have always been attracted to souls first and bodies really don't matter that much to me. I step down off the last step and softly drift across your space to the bathroom. I'm hoping you didn't lock the door, this isn't going to be as much fun if I have to knock. Between my excitement and the fact that you keep your space cooler than the rest of the house, my nipples are already hard and aching for your touch. 

With trembling hands I reach out and turn the knob and sigh as the door opens right up. You've got your back to me as I slide into the room. I come on in and stand right in front of the shower, a evil grin on my face. You finish washing your hair and turn around, startled to see me there at first, your shock quickly turns to a smile, but I can see that you're uncomfortable with me seeing you naked. Your hungry look turns me on so much that I just quickly step forward to the shower door and let myself in. You look simply shocked, and then a bit shy. I don't care, you're going to have to get over it. I step into your arms and lean in to kiss you lightly on the ear. You respond by wrapping your arms around my waist and lightly kissing up my exposed neck. I shiver, and press harder against your wet body, moving to nip your collarbone, one hand moving behind your head, the other reaching to cup your breast as I close the rest of the space between us. 

In the brief moment of surprise when I touch you I shift your weight with my hips and push you back against the shower wall, leaning in again to nip at your throat this time. You make that sexy growling noise and I smile and continue. Nibbling slowly down your neck to your collarbone again, some light nibbles, some hard enough to make you growl. You try and twist your head to kiss me and I grab the hair on the back of your head and hold you still. Kisses slowly sliding further down, off your collarbone and across the top part of your shoulders. I'm sure you think I'm headed to the other collarbone, but I have other plans for you Darling. 

I do nibble in that direction, but twist my fingers in your hair again to distract you while I swiftly lift that fluffy breast to my lips. I've been waiting so long to get my hands on them, their tempting plumpness has always been a lure, and always just out of reach, but this time I'm going to get what I want. I can hear you suck in a breath of shock as my lips touch your nipple, but I've got a firm grip on your hair and a simple sharp tug there should keep you in line if you decide to try and move away. Or at least I'm hoping it will.

I slowly run my tongue across your nipple and giggle with delight as it stiffens against your will. A couple more slow licks across it, and then the lightest little nip makes you jump again, and lean down ever so slightly to kiss the top of my head. I let loose my hold on your hair now and pick the other one up to show it equal loving. Flicking my tongue back and forth from nipple to nipple, stopping occasionally to nip one lightly or the side of your full breast just a bit harder. I love the growling noises you make every time I do and it's getting me hot as hell.

Letting loose of both breasts I slide back up your wet body to kiss you and you jump at the chance to lather me with the fiercest kisses yet. The ferocity of your kisses and how you grab me by the back of my own neck, pulling me tighter against you tells me you've been wanting me for as long as I've been wanting you and that maybe, just maybe I'm close to pushing you over your silly little line, and into my bed. You're frantically kissing and nipping at my neck and haven't even slid your hand from my waist to notice that I'm in the shower in the cute panties. Ill have to fix that soon enough, yes I will. 

I pull my lips away from yours and hold your face in my hands and then lean in and take another nip at your throat and listen to you suck in your breath hard as I do so, while I slide your hand down over the round fullness of my ass. You suck in your breath again as you feel the lacy panties underneath your hands and pull me in against you. Hands roaming all over my ass, kisses hot and fierce. I simply love the ferocity with which you want me. One hand moves to pull my face tighter against yours, the other slowly cupping the curve of my ass, just exploring enough to be teasing, but not enough to feel my heat yet. I slowly slide one hand down your body, brushing my fingertips across your hard nipple and down to your hip and you bite my lip hard. I know you want me, but you're too much of a gentleman to do anything about it. 

I move away from you just a bit, reaching again to grab the hair at the back of your neck with one hand and giggle as a growl rises from the back of your throat. Your eyes are half open and you have glazed look on your face as you gaze at me with lust on your face. I lean back in to kiss you again and slip my hand from your hip to your bush. You try and move away, but I still have your hair and you want me too badly to do anything about it anyway. I kiss you fiercely and as you respond with the same ferocity I slowly slide my fingertips across your clit. You shudder, and moan into my kisses. It's so hot, knowing you want me so badly that you'll let me touch you, let me finally give you a little taste of what your kisses and caresses do to me. 

You shudder again as I lightly stroke you and feel your wetness and you move just enough to be able to slide your fingers from under my ass onto my wetness and discover that my cute little panties are totally crotchless. You gasp and slip your trembling fingers inside of me just as the hot water starts to run low. I know you want more, I want more, but it's going to get cold in here quickly. 

Slowly you push me out of the shower and wrap me in a nice warm towel, all the while still kissing and caressing my shivering body. You kneel on the floor in front of my as you dry me off and I know you can smell my need for you from there, but you've regained your composure for the moment and are just gazing up at me with love and lust in your eyes as you dry me off and peel the wet panties off of my hips. 

As you stand back up I wrap my towel around you and pull you in for more of those amazing kisses. You slowly start pushing me out of the bathroom, towards your bed and even though my legs are shaking I manage to make it there. Ass against the edge of your bed, hot kisses all up and down my body, but never exactly where I really, really want them. Your fingers start to reach for my wetness again and just as they're about to slip inside of me you suddenly push me gently onto the bed and then lift my legs to lay me fully on your bed in all my willing nakedness. As you step away from me I can hear you growl softly to yourself and then start looking for something in the drawers near the bed. Shivers of pleasure race though my body as I remember your kisses and your touch, craving more, but not getting it yet. You seem to have found what you were looking for, and I can hear you smiling to yourself, but my eyes are so glazed with need that I really can't see what you're doing, just that I hear you moving around the bed quietly and I wonder what you have in store for me.

Part 2:

Finally. Finally I have you naked, wet, and so damn beautiful in my bed wanting my touch. I can't stop the growl that slipped past my lips. I must be dreaming, it has to be. I'm warm from the work, the shower, but most of all your lips and hands. I can only gaze at you for what seems like eternity, but then I recall the little present I had bought on a whim. I kneel down at the foot of the bed, nuzzle your inner thigh slowly, just the once, then concentrate on looking in the secret panel I had installed in my bottom drawer. I pull out the handcuffs that I had gotten to give you to replace the ones that your ex that hurt you had kept, only these ones aren't just your regular cuffs. They are more like shackles, so that you can touch me while I pleasure you. I let the metal clink together to get your attention. At the sound, your eyes clear, sharpen, and darken with lust. The smile on my face is not the friendly kind. As I slowly swing the shackles back and forth, your breathing get harsher and harder as desire courses through you.

Will I put them on your ankles or your wrists? I walk over to the side of the bed, kneeling on it, I attach one cuff to your right wrist. I run my hand over your trembling belly, flick your little belly ring and cuff your other hand. You hadn't yet noticed that I had installed a mountain climbing clip to the wooden headboard for this bed. I clip you to it. Then, shifting, I place my hand gently on your cheek, and smile down at you. I lean down to softly rub my lips across yours, slowly seducing you again. Your eyes close with pleasure, trying to intensify the kiss, but I'm in charge on this, not you. 

Running my tongue along your bottom lip, suddenly delving deep in between your lips, stroking across your own tongue. My hand strokes down to your lovely neck, over your collarbone and back. I run my thumb across your beating pulse point, then slowly run my knuckles down to your breast. I stop just before your nipple, gently teasing you until you cannot control the way your body arches, begging for my hand to play with your perked at attention arch. After you moan in frustration, my knuckles brush over that begging arch. Your gasp excites me, getting me to growl deep into your mouth. My hand stretches, my fingertips running across your nipple, gently pinching and rolling. I'm trying to take you slowly, taking my time to play and teasing that is so marvelous, but the need to finally touch you is too strong. With a deep growl, I race my hand down to your bush, running my strong fingers over your clit, making you gasp and arch.

Your heat, God that sweet heat nearly undoes me. Your wetness soaks my hand, as I stroke you over and over again. The little gasps, groans, and moans you're making are driving me wild. I run my mouth down your your neck, licking and nipping your glistening skin. The taste of your skin, so delicious, my appetite grows for another wetness, but it's not yet time for that bounty.

As my fingers continue to stroke and pet you, my mouth travels down to your neglected peak. I barely rub my lips across the very tip, smirking at the moan that you couldn't quite control. As your hands grip the chains of the shackles, I flick my tongue slowly across your nipple, struggling not to dive down and ravish you. I flick you again, then slowly suck you into the wetness of my mouth, pulling gently and suckling hard at the same time. Then after that delicious adventure, I move to your other breast, giving it the same much needed attention. Finally, unable to take it anymore, I move down from your breasts to your stomach, playing a little with your belly button, delving my tongue inside. Then moving my lips down your hip nipping and licking, just missing your bush, chuckling to myself as you try to reach down to grab my hair to put me where you want me. I continue down your thigh, past your knee, to the top of your foot, pausing to look up at you. Your head is arched back, while you try to arch your body to my searching mouth. So absolutely beautiful. So sexy, I can't breathe.

Because I had paused in my quest, you open your glazed eyes, your breathing ragged. And even with your hands bound, I could feel the caress of your hand on my cheek. I move to the top of your other foot, and start the final climb. Nipping, kissing, licking my way up your calf. Running my tongue along the back of your knee. Kissing the top of your thigh, ever so close to my prize, your breathing coming out in harsh gasps interspersed with moans, and whispered begging. I move down to the inside of your thigh, spreading your legs wider to allow for my broad shoulders. Placing one last nipping kiss to your thigh, my hands spread you open for my tongue.

Your sweet wetness coats the fingers holding you open. The smell of your desire assaults my nose, making my mouth water. I wait until your eyes are on me, open and knowing what is about to come. I slowly lower my head, keeping the eye contact, and give you one long lick across your lips. Your head falls back, your hips arch, and my mouth and tongue delve deeper into you. My hands move from holding you open to the intoxicating curve of your ass and squeeze. I have found your trigger. Flicking my tongue back and forth across your clit, fighting to keep your hips down to continue my feasting. I growl, deep into your core, as my tongue laps you clean. Your legs wrapped tightly around my head, squeezing uncontrollably, unconsciously telling me that you approve of my worship. 

As my mouth drives you higher and higher to your peak, tongue flicking and devouring your sweetness. After all the months of teasing, of playing, I feel the power of you tremble through your body. Time stops. You're close, so close to exploding. I catch your clit in my teeth, gently flicking again and again. Giving it one final lick, I move even deeper to your cavern of mysterious wonder and joy. I dive in with my tongue, moving in you. Then I feel you tighten around my tongue, your legs wrapped so tightly around my head, I start to get dizzy with desire and restricted blood flow. I move my tongue faster and harder. Finally I feel you explode. Your scream rends the air.

My name. You screamed my name. I growl and come unexpectedly. Jeez. I didn't realize your excitement would feed my own so much. As your climax starts to calm down, I reclaim my tongue, and rest my head on your thigh, trying to get my breath back. Once the fog passes I move up from between your glorious thighs and slide onto the bed next to you. I give you a gentle kiss, then release your hands from the shackles. Lastly I pull you into my arms, and hold you. Just hold you.



A Surprise Visit Ch. 02



My bare chest exposed, her hands run up and down my abdomen as the next stage of our decadent first night together prepares to continue. 

My body shivers, still trembling from the volcanic orgasm she so expertly coaxed out of me. I sit there on the sofa, trying desperately to regain my senses, the feel of her hands rolling my super-sensitive nipples through her fingers not helping the situation any, nor does her tongue slithering about over my neck either. 

I run my hands up her back, feeling the small of it curl in as my nails trickle upwards over her velvety skin. I open my eyes to see her head rock back and forth, her hair shimmering in the glow of the soft light in the room, falling feather-like over her glistening shoulders. I can see again, the once blurry vision of my beautiful partner now clear as crystal as she sits atop my growing excitement, body rocking back and forth on me, causing me to grow uncontrollably faster. As she leans her body back, resting her hands upon my thighs, I lean forward, taking her luscious breasts into my grasp, kneading them slowly, softly, before lowering my head to her chest to lather them up with my hungry mouth.   Wider my lips part to accommodate the size of her, then closing down to devour the perky nub, hardening between my lips. My tongue flutters over the nipple, now fully erect, swirling circles around it before moving on to the other, as my fingers replace my lips over the previous. Sensitive she is there as her body careens and gyrates as I pleasure her breasts, soft sighs and whimpers escaping her pouty lips as I continue to tease her, gently starting to rock my hardened shaft up into her moistness. 


She reels her head forward, hands wrapped tightly in my hair, tugging tighter with each nibble on her nipples. I plant my hands under her ass now, lifting her gently upwards. Taking the hint, she rises ethereally, as if floating on an erotic high. Her body slithers up mine, my tongue trailing downwards from her breasts, over her belly, her navel, until the prize if before my eyes. I smile briefly, taking a second to inhale the succulent scent of her sex, realizing now the sweetness I have only heard of. My hands wrap around her thighs, one braced on the armrest to my right, the other propped against the headrest to my left. Her hands slide down her body delicately, coming to rest on her lips, fingers parting them as if to beckon me forth, I oblige.

My lips purse, leaning forward to kiss her lips tenderly, as if gritting them for the first time. Her body shudders lightly, feeling my lips touch hers for the first time. My mouth now in place, her hands run up her body, I watch as they disappear from my view. My mouth opens, pressing forward, covering the majority of her pussy, my tongue snaking out, lathering her up nicely. The flat of my tongue presses upwards, coating her already moist slit with my own salivation. My mouth waters profusely, the scent of her excitement driving me mad with desire, wanting her more, wanting her now. I dive in.

My tongue lashing about over her slit, parting her lips, tasting her nectar. My head reels as her juices flow onto my waiting tongue, a taste so sweet, so intoxicating, my head reels with excitement. I delve deeper into her, sliding my tongue into her hole, twisting and turning, my hands gripping her harder as I try to reach her depths. I feel her hands tug at my hair as my tongue invades her, deeper, tasting a new kind of sweet now. Her body rocks harder against my face, urging me on in a rhythmic fucking motion, riding my mouth. I slither a finger into her, her body shudders violently, I can feel her head thrash, her cries of pleasure louder now, audible from between her shuddering thighs. My finger twists inside her as my mouth drapes over her clit, swollen now, easy to flutter with my tongue. I vibrate it with my taster as my finger continues to probe her.  Her body shaking madly now, moans of delight echoing in the room and my head. Her hands brace against my head as she holds me to her pussy, moans of approval shouted out to me as her body starts to tremble, her hips bucking against my face wildly. I suck her clit hard, kissing it, suckling it, my finger twisting in and out of her rapidly until I feel it, the flow of her sweet juices onto my drenched digit. Replacing my finger swiftly with my wanting mouth, her orgasm flows freely onto my tongue. Muffled groans of pleasure echo into her as I accept her cum down my throat. I lap at her delicately, as her body continues to shudder out the nectar of her ecstasy. Drizzles down my chin, soft spasms squeeze out stream after stream of cum, slowing to a trickle down her inner thigh, which I lovingly lick up. 

Her body regains control of itself as she floats feather-like back down to straddle me, her hands coming to rest on my heaving chest as her head rests gently upon my shoulder, as my hands run gently through her locks. her breathing still frantic as I raise her head to mine to plant a kiss upon her lips, allowing her to taste her own excitement on my tongue. She moans approval into my mouth, knowing she can taste herself on my lips makes me twitch with pleasure, a gesture she can feel pulsing against her still damp pussy. She smiles knowingly at me as our kisses become heated, fierce. Her hands rip through my hair as her tongue darts in and out of my mouth.

As if possessed by animalistic urges, she growls at me hungrily, looking down at me through parted strands of hair and dark lashes. She climbs off me, crawling to the opposite side of the large plush sofa on all fours, planting her hands firmly on the opposite armrest. her back arches, legs spreading slightly, as she thrashes her head about, her long dark hair floating above her angelic body for a moment before coming to rest on her smooth backside. She turns her head back to me, beckoning me to her with a mere gleam in her dark eyes.

I oblige without further hesitation. 



A Surprise Visit Ch. 02



Saturday came and Susan was wondering how Sam would approach her, what would he say that would lead them to go into the bedroom and she to give herself to him. She was both apprehensive and excited at the prospect of having her sexual need satisfied by a cock instead of her vibrator.

The rest of the morning passed quickly, neither she nor John mentioned anything about what was going to happen later that day.

At two o'clock the doorbell rang. 

"Could you get that John, I guess it will be Sam Goodman," she called to him from the kitchen in a nonchalant way trying to hide her excitement.

John returned to the living room with Sam and they both sat down. As Susan walked in from the kitchen she saw Sam's eyes looking at her, mentally stripping her she imagined. She tried to act in a normal way not wanting to let Sam sense that she wanted to have sex with him.

She sat down opposite Sam and John her pussy already lubricating.

Sam was blunt and to the point saying, "Have you and John agreed on your answer to my offer?"

Susan looked at John having told him he had to be the one to tell Sam that she was willing to have sex with him.

"Yes Sam, Susan has with my approval agreed to have sex with you. When do you wish this to take place?"

Susan saw the look of delight on Sam's face as he looked at her and said, "Why right now would be a good time don't you think Susan?"

Susan blushed as she said, "Yes lets do it right away then it will be over. Shall we go up to the bedroom now?"

"Go up to the bedroom, how could you do that Susan, surely it is more appropriate for John to watch what takes place, after all he is your husband and he has consented to you breaking your marriage vow."

Susan could not believe that Sam wanted her to have sex with him in front of John.

Sam saw her hesitation and immediately took control of the situation.

"Take your clothes off Susan, show me what pleasure awaits me, I have been longing to see your tits since we first met."

To John he said, "I really am looking forward to filling Susan's cunt. As you have no children I bet her cunt is nice and tight."

Susan hearing Sam using words like, tits and cunt, which she was not used to, said, "Please don't talk about me like that Sam, I am not used to that sort of language."

In reality hearing him talk like that had somehow aroused her more, she sensed then that he was going to take her and fuck her hard, talk dirty to her while John watched.

John however said, "Just let Sam have you and say whatever he wants as long as he does not hurt you in anyway."

Susan was still sitting when Sam stood and walked over to her, he grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet saying, "Get your fucking clothes off you slack cunt."

He released her hair and as she started stripping he looked at John and said, "Don't you dare say a word while I give your wife the fucking of her life."

Susan meanwhile tried to hide her elation at hearing Sam talk the way he had. She liked it when he grabbed her hair and told her...no ordered her to get her fucking clothes off. The pain she had felt when he pulled her to her feet by her hair had now turned to a feeling of pleasure. She felt her pussy gush. She knew now that this was going to be the best fuck she had ever had.

Sam watched as she removed the last of her clothes and now stood naked in front of him. She put one arm across her breasts and the other hand in front of her sex.

"Don't be so fucking shy Susan, let me see those lovely tits."

Susan put her hand down by her side but still kept her other hand in front of her sex.

She saw Sam look at her breasts, and then heard him say, "You lovely bitch, they're beautiful tits, lovely firm pear shaped and those pink upturned nipples already hard, I can hardly wait to lick and suck your nipples; in fact I am sure I can get most of your young tit in my mouth. I bet you're already hot for me. Are you?" 

Susan murmured in a low voice saying, "A little Sam." How could she admit she was hot and wet for his cock, eager for his touch, his penetration, with John sitting watching?

"Move your hand and let me see your cunt."

Another order, not a request. This excited Susan more, yet she was afraid what John might say when she did move her hand away. She need not have worried for Sam took one look at her when she took her hand away and said, "That cunt looks like it's freshly shaved. Did you shave it especially for me?"

"Yes," she said blushing. "I thought it might be more hygienic," hoping that at least John would accept her supposed reason. In reality she had thought about how much nicer it would be for Sam to enjoy performing oral sex on her.

Afraid to look at John because he may not accept her reason, but rather see it as her eagerness to please this stranger, this man who would control her and the events that had now been set in motion.

"Look at your husband bitch. Show him what a slut you are at heart.

She obeyed this new order and looked at John who was staring at her shaved mons. The surprised look on his face told it all, he could not believe his wife had shaved her sex for Sam.

"Did you hear that John?" Your young wife shaved her cunt especially for me. Well now you can see that she is really a horny white bitch whore, eager for some black cock to fill her twat."

Hearing Sam talk about her like that to John made her feel like a whore. Well it was John's fault she was standing naked in front of this Blackman waiting to be fucked. And yes she was eager for Sam's black cock, but that was also John's fault for being unable to satisfy her sexually. If only Sam knew she had fantasised about him fucking her, he really would think she was a white bitch whore. 

She watched excitedly as Sam quickly shed his clothes until he stood in front of her wearing just his boxer shorts. She was a bit disappointed, as she had hoped to see what his cock was like. He certainly had a fine body, muscular, firm with no flab. He must work out she thought as Sam moved closer to her.

"Well you hot white whore let's party."

She looked at John, hoping he would not see the excitement in her eyes, showing him that she was really looking forward now to being taken and fucked, used like a whore by Sam. 

"Please Sam, remember I am only doing this to help my husband," she said hoping that she sounded convincing.

The thing that neither John nor Susan knew was that Sam had been to university and had graduated with a business degree. This had helped him when he took over his fathers small business after his father died. The business had flourished and was now a major player in the inter-state distribution business. But Sam had also taken another course and had also obtained a degree in psychology. He knew that in order for any business to succeed you had to understand human nature. That was how he had sussed out John and his failure to get on with people when he talked to him. It was also how he had been able to draw the information from John that led to John revealing the sexual problem that existed between him and his wife Susan. 

He could read Susan not only by her body language, but also by the way she spoke to him, looked at him. She may want her husband to think that she was not going to enjoy having sex with him, but he knew that she was an eager player in this sexual agreement to protect her husband's job. She was going to be rewarded in a way she never expected. Yes she would be taken hard. Fucked like she could never imagine. But once she had enjoyed his black cock reaming the very depths of her hungry cunt she would never want to have sex with John again. She would crave for his black dick. Demean herself like a whore, do anything to please him in order to feel his cock inside her again and again.

"Of course Susan, I know that you love John and are only thinking of him. However there are no rules of behaviour. You will allow me to have my fill of you in anyway I desire, talk to you in any way I want no matter how it may offend your middle class morality. Understood?"

"Susan could not believe her good luck. He seemed to know she was looking for a way to give herself to him and allow him to be in complete control of her, yet let John think she was just a quick fuck, a one off slut wife. She had to get control of her feelings before she gave her true feelings away. It was a hard thing to do, as she was so excited and sexually aroused and could hardly wait for Sam to take her.

John never uttered a word in response to what Sam had said to Susan. He sat looking at his beautiful wife. He looked somewhat sad, but in reality he was starting to feel sexually aroused knowing he was going to witness her being penetrated and used like a slut.

"Yes Sam I understand. I will allow you to have you fill of me as you put it," Susan said in a voice that she hoped sounded like she was resigned to the events that were about to take place now.

Sam saw Susan looking at his muscular body again. She was amazed that a man his age had a body that looked like it belonged to a man of 25-30 years old. However Sam kept himself fit at the local gym once a week and also ran three miles each day come rain hail or shine.

Sam walked in front of John and ordered Susan to come and kneel in front of him. Susan came and knelt as ordered so that they were now side on to John, she taking a quick look at his crotch saw a bulge but it was not enough for her to tell how big his cock was or if it was fully erect. 

She looked up at Sam waiting wondering what he wanted from her to start the lewd act, a 25 year old white housewife giving herself to a man old enough to be her father. She realised that Sam had moved in front of John so he would get a close up view of whatever took place. Her heart was beating faster now, excitement flowing through her, her sex was already sopping wet, and her hot pussy ached with longing to be filled.

Sam looked down at Susan, she was even more beautiful than he had thought when he looked at her photo on John's desk, especially now naked and kneeling looking up at him waiting eagerly...yes he knew how eager she was to see his tool...eager to service it...yet trying hard not to let her husband see her hunger to be taken and given the sexual release that he was unwilling or unable to give her. 

He smiled at Susan as he said, "Watch closely John, see what your lovely sweet wife does to please me." 

"Pull my boxers down, slut."

Susan felt her pussy gush again at hearing herself referred to as slut. She reached up and hooked her fingers into the waistband of Sam's boxers and pulled them down slowly. She could hardly wait to see what Sam's cock looked like. She gave a gasp as the tip of his cock appeared and then his shaft. Once the shorts were partly down and his cock was freed from its confinement it fell forward hitting her lips making her give a low cry as she bent forward to push his shorts down over his knees, once over his knees she let them fall to the floor. Sam stepped from them and kicked them behind him.

She now stared in wonderment at the big black cock in front of her. It was already erect showing his arousal and desire to ravish her. God what a monster of a cock it was, she estimated that it appeared to be about eight inches long. But it was the thickness of the shaft and the size of the head that aroused her more, it was so fat, and the sight of the big blood engorged tip made her wonder if it would be painful when he entered her. It appeared that the story about black cocks being bigger than white ones was true, but then she had never seen a white cock other than her husbands to make any comparison. Even if it was going to be painful taking it in her pussy she wanted to feel it opening her sheath, to feel it stretched tightly around that beautiful big tool as it filled her like she had imagined in her fantasy.

"Hold it, feel it throbbing with desire for you, you cock hungry cunt."

Susan did not need telling twice, she cast caution to the wind as she obeyed Sam's order. She gave a shudder of pleasure as she wrapped both her hands around his black shaft noting the stark contrast now of white and black, and then suddenly realised that her fingers were unable to complete a full circle around it.

"Its so big Sam, I don't know if I can take it inside me," she said.

"You'll get it up your cunt, I'll see to that. Yes all of it right up your hot tight cunt. It's not fully erect yet, so lick the head, make it nice and wet with your saliva then take it in you mouth and suck it to full erection." 

Not fully erect...she wondered how much bigger it could get...and now she was in the unenviable position of having to confess to Sam that she had never sucked a cock in her life. Looking up at Sam she said, "I have never licked or sucked a cock in my life, I might disappoint you Sam."

"You mean that you have never sucked John's cock in all the years you have been married? 

"No Sam he never wanted me to perform oral sex on him."

"Oral fucking sex...you mean he never wanted you to give him a blowjob...has never fucked your beautiful face and cum in your mouth?

"No." Susan replied feeling more hotter and eager to experience things that she had only fantasised about."

"Well now he can watch me teaching his sweet loving wife how to perform like a whore...Take your fucking hands away and open you mouth. Keep your hands by your side's just use your mouth. I'll guide you so you get the idea. You'll soon be an expert cock-sucker after I've finished with you."

Susan released his cock eager now for the actual sexual connection to begin, to experience for the first time what it felt like, tasted like when a woman took a man's cock in her mouth and sucked on it. She looked at the huge swollen head hungrily as she opened her mouth. Sam moved forward pushing his big swollen cock-head into her mouth, she only just managed to get her lips over it and once in her mouth it almost filled her oral cavity as she wrapped her lips around the shaft. She sucked on it as Sam grabbed her ponytail and began to pull her head forward making her take more of his big black tool into her mouth. Then he pulled her head back and then forward again telling her to fuck his cock like that. Susan could not believe how good it felt. To think that she had missed out on the pleasure of sucking on a cock for years, but then she wondered if she would have felt the same sucking on John's six-inch cock.

Sam looked down as Susan settled into a rhythm moving her head back and forth her lips stretched obscenely around his big thick shaft; he was going to enjoy training this white slut wife in the art of cock sucking, and other things as well.

"Take more of it in your mouth, see if you can get it all in, you slack cunt."

Hearing Sam calling her a slack cunt made Susan eager to please him. She slowly moved her head forward feeling the huge tip moving towards the back of her mouth as Sam grabbed her ponytail again and pulled her head forward more and the swollen tip entered her throat. She gagged on his cock-head coughing and spluttering tears running down her face, as she now needed to inhale some air as Sam held her captive. Then Sam pulled her head back allowing her to draw in some air through her nostrils, then that massive knob was once more in her throat pressed against the back. The painful tugging on her hair as Sam moved her head back and forth on his cock only added to the excitement and pleasure she felt. Saliva was drooling from the corners of her mouth as she gagged on the big cock-head each time Sam forced her to take it into her throat. Having to fight to suck in air as his cock moved out of her throat also aroused her more. She suddenly realised that when she had his cock deep in her throat her mouth was not pressed against his groin. She moaned on Sam's cock as she wondered how it was going to feel when he shoved his big tool all the way up her hot pussy. 

As Sam continued pulling her head back and forth she heard his moans of pleasure. Her cunt was so hot and wet and he only added to her arousal when she heard him say to John, "Look at your white whore wife fucking my cock with her cunt mouth."

Cunt mouth, Susan thought to herself, well yes I guess that is what it is to a man, just another warm wet opening to fuck and...and...OH GOD, she realised that he was probably going to shoot his load of cum into her mouth, make her swallow it. She had often wondered what it would taste like, and the though of swallowing something that she imagined would taste really yucky did not appeal to her. It was fine in fantasy but in reality she somehow did not like the idea.

Susan suddenly felt relieved when Sam suddenly let go of her ponytail and pulled his cock from her mouth. Her relief however was short lived when he ordered her to keep her mouth open. Now was the time to refuse, to say enough is enough, it was only meant to be a fuck, not a face fuck and a mouthful of cum for openers.

Sam saw her hesitance, then smiled at her as she opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue. She was one hot bitch all right. She needed someone who would control her, bring out the real sexual slut she was at heart. Thus allowing her to feel that she was being made to perform that way when in reality it was what she wanted to do. Knowing that Susan never having sucked John's cock she had never had a load of cum shot into her mouth and swallowed it enhanced his pleasure knowing his would be the first, he moved closer and began to stroke his big black tool.

Susan kept her eyes on that swollen tip as Sam said, "Look at your sweet wife John, see what a cock sucking cum slut she has become. Look at her waiting for her first load of cum, her first taste, her first swallow."

Susan suddenly did not care what John thought of her now, she decided she wanted to experience what it felt like to have a man shoot his cum into her mouth, to taste it and swallow it...yes like a whore, even it was just this once. But it was also because she also wanted to please Sam; he had aroused her even more than her wildest fantasies when she masturbated. She wanted desperately to know what it was like to take his big black tool all the way up her hot wet hole, to experience a real hard fucking.

"Yeah you black fuck stick sucker, it's coming get ready."

She saw Sam's face become contorted and heard him grunting then cry out. "Take that black cock juice bitch." 

She saw the first spurt of his cum shoot out. It felt hot as the long string landed on the length of her tongue, some splattered into her throat. Then the next spurt and the next, the long strings filling her oral cave, it seemed that he was never going to stop filling her mouth with his cum.

She was in a daze. The taste was not as bad as she had imagined, she rather liked it in fact. Susan suddenly realised that Sam's cock had stopped shooting at last. Her mouth felt so full of his gooey load. It was only then she realised she had made no attempt to swallow. She was just about to spit it out into her hands when she heard Sam say, "Show John how much you appreciate me filling you cunt mouth with my cum...open wide so he can see it all in his loving wife's cock sucking mouth."

His voice was loud...it was not a request it was a damned order...she felt something stir within her memory, something long buried, feelings suppressed, denied, but she could not recall what it was just then for she needed to obey Sam's order. Like the obedient slut she felt she was she turned her head so she was looking directly at John, she opened her mouth as wide as she could showing him all the cum that was now pooled inside, then she closed her mouth, she swallowed, twice, then opened her mouth wide again and showed John that all that remained was the residue on her tongue.

"MMMmmm," was the only sound she made as she then licked her lips then turned and looked directly into Sam's eyes. He knew from the sound she had just made and the way her eyes seemed to sparkle that it was to show her appreciation; letting him know that she had enjoyed swallowing his cum. Hoping John would think it was because she had done it only to help him keep his job. He also realised that she wanted to please him, and he began to realise there was more to Susan than met the eye.




A Surprise Visit Ch. 02



She saw his cock still partly erect and watched as he came closer to her. She saw him gripping his big black shaft near the base, then his hand was moving forward and she uttered a surprised cry as she saw the last of his cum oozing out of the slit of his cock-head, not just a dribble but a sizeable amount. 

"Clean it off with your tongue, fucking cum slut. Show John how much you enjoyed your first taste of a man's cum." Once more his voice was an order, not a request.

John watched as his wife hastily did as Sam had ordered her. He saw her tongue come out and then lick Sam's cum off his cock-head that had only a few moments ago been plundering his wife's mouth.

Moving her head back both Sam and John saw a silvery strand of cum stretch out from the tip of Sam's cock to the tip of her tongue. Susan felt and saw it also, she moved forward gathering it up on her tongue and then swallowed.

"You sweet fucking cunt. Did you see her gather that string of cum up and swallow it John? I think your wife really is a cum starved bitch."

Sam pulled her to her feet and surprised her by pulling her to him, his arms around her felt so strong and she so secure within them, her part breasts pressed against his chest and her hips moved forward eager for the feel of his big tool being pressed against her mons. 

"You looked even more beautiful with my cock in your mouth Susan," he said as he bent and kissed her, while at the same time he enjoyed feeling her breasts squashed against his chest and her hips moving gently from side to side rubbing against his cock. Yes she was really only pretending to be doing it for John's sake, she was showing him that she really wanted...needed to be taken and fucked now.

She felt his tongue pushing between her lips and then it was moving around in her mouth as he shared the final taste of his cum with her. She could not believe that he would do such a thing. However she felt feelings of happiness and elation at that moment as well. She realised that those feelings were like those she had felt when she was a young girl, feelings when her daddy had held and kissed her telling her that she was a good little girl. Not that her father had ever touched her sexually, but she remembered now how it was, how she always wanted to please her daddy, be an obedient little girl

When Sam released her she was flustered by her recalled memories and also wondering what John thought about her being kissed after taking the Sam's cum in her mouth and especially licking the final lot off Sam's cock and swallowing it as well. 

John however was silent as he had been all the while as he watched his wife being used sexually by his black employer. Yet at the same time seeing Susan performing oral sex had aroused him. Now he wanted to see her taking Sam's big black cock in her pussy, watch Sam fucking his young wife, listen to the way he spoke to her as he used her like a slut. He knew that afterwards he would have to slip away to the bathroom and wank himself as he replayed in his mind the events he had witnessed. He was confused by his feelings of sexual arousal. Usually he had a hard time getting an erection when Susan wanted him to have sex with her, and that was part of his problem. He wondered what she would think of him if she knew he had a really good hard-on just from watching her having sex with another man, a stranger really. Thank goodness it was only going to be a one off fuck as Sam had said, then maybe he and Susan could get back to the normal routine of their lives.

Sam saw how flustered Susan was and said to her, "I think one good turn deserves another Susan."

"What do you mean Sam?

Smiling he looked into her lovely blue eyes and saw the anticipation now that he was going to fuck her. Well soon he would but not just yet, he needed time to recharge his cock. He wondered how many women knew that for a woman to achieve orgasm no glands were involved, but for a man it takes seventeen glands to complete the sexual act of ejaculation. Perhaps if they knew this fact they would not be so demanding of a man expecting him to go again almost straight away. Sure when a man was in his teens his body quickly recovered and he could stay erect and cum again easily.

"Well you lovely slut you are about to get your first oral sex. I am dying to lick that lovely cunt of yours. But first I want to feast my mouth on those fabulous tits, and then move down to your hot wet fuck hole. After a good tongue lashing you will really be needing my cock up you, and by then I will be ready and eager to stretch your cunt open and fill it the way it needs to be opened and filled."

Susan knew that after relieving Sam of his load of semen she would have to wait wet and wanting while Sam's cock recharged. She felt a surge of excitement wash over her body hearing Sam say that he wanted to perform oral sex on her. She waited eagerly for Sam to play with her breasts. But better still to play with her pussy...no cunt was the word Sam had used and that sounded more arousing ...play with her cunt with his mouth and tongue. She had fantasised many times about an imaginary lover pleasuring her with his mouth and tongue...and now another of her dark secret desires was about to be fulfilled. It was then that she realised so many of her sexual thoughts and desires had been suppressed by her need to please her daddy, especially when she started to mature into a woman. To be a good girl and not get pregnant like some other young girls did by letting their boyfriends have sex with them. Now this Blackman had awakened in her those hidden sexual desires. But not only that, but also her need to please. She had tried so hard to always be the obedient loving daughter, to be daddy's girl.

Susan lay back on the sofa with her bottom on the edge legs spread wide as Sam had ordered her. Her cunt was now clearly displayed; she was pleased that she had shaved it for Sam, even if it did make her seem like a slut. She felt a surge of sexual excitement surge through her as she saw Sam looking directly at her wet cunt, the pink lips of her clean shaven sex swollen with desire, the slit already partly open with her inner lips protruding and her juices seeping out and running down into the hollow of her anal opening as she waited for Sam to give her first experience of oral sex.

Sam looked at her and said, "That's a good girl Susan you do want to please me don't you?"

"Yes Sam," she replied now seeming oblivious to the fact that her husband was sitting watching and listening to her. 

From her response it was obvious she felt a need to please him regardless of what John might think of her afterwards. 

He was learning more about Susan from the things he said to her, and the way she responded. She had obviously been a daddy's girl that was why he had used the expression...that's a good girl Susan...when he asked her if she wanted to please him. Her reply and the way she said it proved it.

Sam knelt between her legs and bent forward his mouth planting a kiss on her left breast. He felt her hardened nipple pressing against his lips, then as he parted them slightly it was wedged between them. He suckled on it as he took her right breast in his hand and squeezed it hard making Susan cry out. The sensation was part pain part pleasure, something she had never experienced before. She loved this new sensation; it was something she knew she would want to feel again. Suddenly his lips parted and his head moved forward and one third of her firm pear shaped breast was inside his mouth. His teeth nibbled on it as his fingers captured the nipple of her right breast and squeezed it hard, twisting it and pulling it forward, as his head began to move back and forth making it appear that she was fucking his mouth with her tit. The mixture of pain and pleasure assailed her and she moaned loudly. Then he changed breasts and performed the same actions as he had before. 

Susan heard a voice saying, "Suck my tits, squeeze them harder," then realised it was her who was asking Sam to do these things to her. It felt so good, John had never been one for very much foreplay and she loved the feelings that Sam's mouth, tongue and fingers brought her. 

She watched as Sam moved his head away and gripped both of her pert breasts in his hands. Then as he squeezed them hard his tongue began to alternate between each breast as he flicked and licked her erect pink nipples. As she moaned with pleasure his tongue began to lick all over each breast in turn making her moan louder. She watched as he planted a kiss on each nipple, then his tongue was between her tits. His head began moving down, his tongue trailing sensuously across her skin over the dimpled plain of her belly. He paused and licked and prodded the hollow of her belly button, licking in a circular motion then pushing the tip of his tongue into the hollow as his lips planted a kiss on it. Susan had never felt so sexually aroused, her body alive with beautiful sensations of pleasure as she thought about his tongue licking her slit and also being pushed into her already open hole,

Then once more Sam's tongue began its journey downwards. Susan moaned loudly as his tongue reached her Venus Mons. Once more he paused making her wait for the pleasure he knew she now wanted to feel more than ever, never having had her cunt licked before. He kissed her mound a few times then paused knowing how aroused she was and in need of more sexual stimulation until she could no longer wait. He was rewarded when she called out in a loud voice.

"Lick my cunt, PLEASE SAM."

Susan was surprised by her sudden vocal outburst and her choice of word, but was rewarded when Sam's tongue moved. It moved down along the line of her slit...at least that was what it should have been. However she was so sexually aroused her cunt lips were now open wide and his tongue dipped into the syrupy liquid inside her pink valley. She tasted so sweet as his tongue moved up and began to lick and flick her swollen bud. It felt so good that it made Susan moan and thrust her hips up raising her cunt to his mouth in search of more pleasure. She was rewarded as his mouth captured her tender clit. He felt her shudder and cry out as his lips wrapped around it as he suckled on it as he had her nipples. Then his tongue moved lower and she moaned again as his tongue licked in circles around the ring of her already open hole showing her readiness for penetration. She gave a shrill cry as she felt him thrust his tongue up her hole as he began to tongue fuck her. 

Sam felt Susan's hand on his head pressing his face harder against her leaking hole. She was starting to float on a cloud of sexual pleasure, something she had never experienced before.

He heard her making mewing sounds and moaning loudly. She now seemed oblivious to the fact that her husband was watching and listening when Sam heard her say, "Oh' Sam, yes fuck my cunt with your tongue." 

He continued his assault on it with his tongue for a few minutes more then surprised her when he moved his mouth to her clit again. She felt his tongue trailing slowly up her pink valley through the sweet honey flowing like a mountain stream from the depths of her cunt. Her clit was now fully exposed and she gave a shrill cry as his tongue licked up and over the sensitive bud. Once again his mouth captured it and as he sucked on it he teased it with his tongue. As his mouth brought her lovely waves of sexual pleasure she felt him push a finger up her leaking cunt. The sensation of having her clit sucked while at the same time feeling his finger being pushed up inside her hungry cunt hole and feeling deep inside her, exploring the heat and wetness was also a new sensation for her. His finger was soon joined by another finger and he began to finger fuck her. It was so much better in reality than in her fantasy when the imagined a man performed this act upon her. She moaned loudly when she suddenly felt him withdraw his fingers leaving her so close now to having an orgasm. Then the newest and strangest sensation took her by surprise. She suddenly felt a wet sticky finger pushing into her tight anal ring while the other finger was once more pushing into her cunt again. She gave a loud cry as Sam forced his finger into her asshole and thus was able to slide his other finger back up her cunt. She writhed and moaned as the newest and sexually arousing sensations started as he began to finger fuck her cunt and her ass at the same time while his mouth devoured her clit.

Susan had been kept sexually aroused for so long now, denied her own release. The thrusting finger up her cunt and more so the one up her most intimate hole took her to her peak. She felt her orgasm so close now and then it burst over her like a huge volcanic eruption, wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure spreading out from the centre of her sex like jolts of electricity to the tips of her fingers and her toes. She cried out her pleasure loudly, such pleasure that she had never known before, pleasure that she would crave again and again. 

When her orgasm was over Sam stood up and told her to get on her hands and knees telling her that what she needed now was a cock-induced orgasm. He saw the pleasure on her face as she looked up at him showing him how she had enjoyed her first oral orgasm. 

She showed her eagerness to now feel Sam's big tool being buried in her cunt as she hurriedly got on her hands and knees, yet also feeling a little fearful at how much it might hurt taking Sam's big cock up inside her. Sam looked down at the pert round ass now presented to him. Her wet cunt aroused him more as he savoured the sight of this sweet young wife waiting to take his cock within her body. Willingly giving him what he wanted from her. But not because it was to save her husband's job but because she wanted, needed to be fucked. He knew that it was not because he was Blackman, it could have been someone of her own ethnic group but just by chance he was to be the lucky recipient of her long denied sexual needs, needs that John had never been capable of taking care of in the four years they had been married. 

She felt his hands caress her twin moons as he looked at her tiny pink anus and recalled how tight it had felt when he pushed his finger up inside her ass. He pressed his erection down and then moved closer so his shaft was nestled in her pink valley, the engorged cock-head teasing her clit. He held still teasing her, toying with her need to be entered. 

Susan moaned and wiggled her ass showing him she needed his cock inside her. She gave a louder moan when she felt his cock moving up, as it neared her hole he moved back slightly and his cock was once more protruding forward and then was pressing into the open mouth of her cunt hole. He held it still making her moan and then as she cast caution to the wind thinking only of her sexual need and not caring about what John would think of her, she cried out begging him to take her.

"FUCK ME, FUCK MY CUNT, PLEASE."

He felt her pressing back against his cock as she felt his hands now on her hips. They gripped her hard as he now pressed his cock into her tiny opening. She gave a cry as she felt that huge bulbous tip forcibly stretching her ring, it felt so huge and her ring was being stretched tightly as it sought entry into her cunt. She moaned louder from the painful stretching and then suddenly she felt the helmet like head enter her.

Once more Sam paused. Then she heard him say, "Get over here John, I want you to watch me bury my big tool all the way up your slut wife's cunt."

John came and stood looking at the black cock that was now about to plunder the depths of his young wife's cunt. He was suddenly surprised when he heard Susan call out to Sam showing how sexually aroused she was disregarding the fact that John was now standing looking at Sam's tip buried from view in her cunt.

"Give it to me Sam. Fill my cunt...FUCK ME."

"Sam was also very aroused now and he wanted to give this white bitch the sort of fuck she deserved but had never experienced."

As her words faded she suddenly gave a loud scream, as without any warning Sam rammed his cock all the way up her cunt. She felt it rearing up inside her tight sheath forcing it open and then it was in virgin territory as it went into the very depths of her cunt that John's cock could never reach. Then it was all the way inside the heat and wetness of her cunt the swollen cock-head pressing into the mouth of her cervix her sheath stretched tightly around his black dick. She moaned loudly as Sam held his cock still allowing her sheath to adjust to the girth of his fuck stick.

Susan's feeling of sudden pain soon faded and now she felt such pleasure as her sheath, which was wrapped so tightly around Sam's big tool adjusted to the forceful invasion of her tight cunt. She felt Sam's cock moving back and was suddenly surprised when it stopped after having moved back only a couple of inches. Then it began moving back and forth in little stabbing movements in the once virgin depths of her cunt as he massaged the seat of her fire with his blood-engorged tip. 

This new sensation was a real turn on for Susan who called out, "Yes, oh yes Sam. Oh fuck that feels so good."

John was highly aroused now and hearing his wife using words he had never heard her use before only added to his arousal.

Then as he watched he heard Susan moan loudly as she felt Sam pulling his cock back all the way down leaving her with a feeling of emptiness.

Sam pulled his cock down so just the tip was inside Susan. He held it still waiting for her reaction to the sudden feeling of emptiness when what her cunt desired was to be filled to the depths as it had been when he had slammed his big tool all the way up her lovely tight sheath.

John looked at the black shaft of Sam's cock glistening with his wife's cunt juice protruding from her cunt, he was surprised as he heard his wife begging for Sam's cock.

"Fuck me Sam, ram your big cock all the way up my cunt...PLEASE, FUCK ME NOW."

Then as John watched Sam began to ream his young wife's hot cunt making her cry out and moan loudly at the hard deep fucking she was receiving. He could not believe it when he saw Susan pushing her ass back to meet the inward strokes of Sam's big tool as it moved rapidly back and forth in her wet fuck hole, she really was enjoying being taken and the hard deep rough fucking Sam was giving her.

Sam was breathing hard now from his exertion, his cock felt so big and hard in this white slut wife's tight eager cock hungry cunt.

"Yeah, that's it bitch shove your ass back and get my tool all the way up your fucking twat."

Then as Sam slammed his cock into Susan hard five more times she suddenly cried out as her orgasm arrived. Her sheath began rippling along the length of Sam's cock as it tried to milk him, then wave after wave of pure orgasmic pleasure engulfed her body, she moaned and cried calling out incoherently as Sam continued to fuck his cock into her, but more slowly and gently enhancing her pleasure as she felt it massaging her rippling sheath.

As her orgasm ebbed away she realised that Sam was still hard and moving inside her. It was a strange but wonderful feeling to have been fucked so hard, brought to orgasm yet still have a hard cock continuing to bring her pleasure. 

"Did you like that you hot little whore?" Sam said to her as he continued to ride her gently.

Susan could not deny she had. She had to admit that she had enjoyed having a cock servicing her in the rough way Sam had after the years of little sexual pleasure she had received from her husband, the thought that as soon as Sam had cum the agreement would be at an end. The thought of never experiencing again the pleasure she was experiencing today was not a nice thing to think about.




A Surprise Visit Ch. 02



To show Sam how much she had enjoyed the pleasure she had received she responded using words like he had used, demeaning words that seemed to say that she was a whore as Sam had called her.

"Yes, of fuck yes, that was so fucking wild Sam. Fuck that cock up me harder, ride me and shoot your load in your slut whore."

John could not believe this was once the demure sweet and lovely wife he had married. Yet at the same time he felt more excited than he had ever been, he knew he would need to be careful otherwise he would cum in his pants.

"Shoot my load. Well I will soon you hot fucking bitch, but not yet it feels so good riding in your hot wet flooded cunt," he said as he once again began to thrust into her.

The sensation of being gently penetrated did not change suddenly as Susan expected, but the new sensation was another wonderful experience. He was riding her like a horse at a trot, then the sensation changed to that of a canter as Sam increased his thrusts making Susan moan loudly. Susan suddenly felt his thrusts change again and it was like a galloping horse. She cried out loudly as his big cock pounded into her, his hips slamming against her and his balls banging against her hard erect exposed clit. The speed of his thrusts made her cry out continually as the tip of his tool was now being rammed into the mouth of her cervix on each hard deep inward stroke. It hurt but the pain was worth it for the pleasure of knowing that she had a cock filling her cunt to its limit. Then she could not believe it that within a couple of minutes of Sam's hard deep fucking she felt another orgasm build. As she approached her orgasmic plateau she suddenly cried out, "Harder, fuck that cunt harder...Oh fuck I'm Cumming!" Then as her orgasm arrived she cried out her pleasure as her sheath once more rippled along Sam's long thick shaft, that wonderful big cock that was being rammed into her as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure once more flowed over her.

Once again as her orgasm faded she felt Sam's big tool still hard inside her as he continued to thrust into her, slowly gently and then once again hard and deep. As his thrusts increased she felt his tip swell more, something she had never felt before during sex with John. She did not even know why it would do that. She soon found out as Sam cried out, "Now you hot fuck, take my cock juice." 

She was taken by surprise as once more she felt herself orgasm again as Sam's cock shot spurt after spurt of his hot seed deep inside her. It was such a wonderful feeling of having had so many orgasms. But the strangest feeling was the feeling of what seemed like gallons of cum shooting into her coating the walls of her cunt as her orgasm flowed over her. She thought his cock would never stop filling her with his seed, but she loved it, loved the way she felt tender inside from the hard rough fucking she had just experienced.

As their joint orgasmic release ended she felt Sam's cock still moving back and forth inside her wet and well-fucked hole. Then he withdrew it. She surprised Sam, John and even herself as she raised herself to her knees and spun round to face Sam. Well in truth she came face to face with Sam's cock, how it glistened with it's coating of the mixed juices of their union. She looked up at Sam her eyes seemed to be asking him something.

He realised that she wanted to please him, show how much she had enjoyed the sexual pleasure he had given her, not even caring that her husband was watching, not even caring if she was acting like a whore.

"Suck it then you hot little whore, show John how much you enjoyed being well and truly fucked."

He saw her eyes light up before she took hold of his cock in her right hand at the base. Sam looked down at her as she licked along the shaft to the still hard tip, lapping up the mixture of her cunt and his cock juice before finally squeezing his shaft as she pulled her hand forward to get the last of his cum from his cock. As it oozed out she quickly licked it up then took his cock-head into her mouth and sucked it clean.

As she released Sam's cock she and Sam heard John groan, looking at him they saw him bent over clutching his groin. 

Susan looked at him and said, "God John you just shot off in you pants didn't you? Watching Sam having me and me behaving like a whore really turned you on didn't it?"

John could not deny it, the sight of his wife cleaning Sam's cock after being fucked was too much, and he was unable to stop the inevitable happening. It was like premature ejaculation, which occurred frequently when he fucked Susan, but in this case it was caused by over excitement.

"I'm sorry Susan but it was so erotic watching you with Sam. Maybe now that Sam has had you we can get on with our lives."

"Go and fix yourself up John. We will talk about it after." Susan said. 

The thought of having sex with John again after what she had experienced today did not bear thinking about. How would she manage now with a vibrator and her fantasies, after experiencing Sam's big cock bringing her such great orgasms? The thought seemed more painful than the pain of having her cunt pounded by Sam's big fuck stick. He cunt still felt tender inside, but the pain was something she would relish for however long it took for her cunt to return to normal.

John scurried away feeling bad about having cum in his pants in front of them. Yet had not Susan shown she was a slut in the end, talking dirty to Sam, begging him to fuck her. Yes there would be quite a few things to talk about and sort out between them. 

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Later after they had all showered Sam took them out for dinner, as Susan had not prepared anything not knowing that she was going to be fucked that afternoon. They went to a small restaurant that Sam told them was one of the best in the city. The meal was indeed a lovely meal. They talked about all sorts of things but nothing was mentioned about the events of the afternoon or about the job Susan was hoping to get working for Sam.

They arrived back at John and Susan's house about eight-thirty. Susan went to make some coffee leaving John and Sam in the living room. When she returned with a tray with three cups of coffee they were both watching some motor racing on TV. She placed the tray on the table and sat down. She saw Sam glance over at her and smile. She could not believe how his smile made her feel horny again. 

When the adverts came on John pressed the mute button and said to Sam "Well we have kept our part of the arrangement Sam, now Susan needs to know if you are going to give her the job as your personal assistant."

"Yes, of course she is getting the job John." Then looking at Susan he said, "Can you start Monday?"

Susan was thrilled to think that she now had a job. However she wanted to know what her duties would be seeing that they could be performed at home, also Sam had said that he would need to test her skills. 

"Yes Sam I can start Monday. Thank you for giving me the job. You did say you needed to test my skills but you have not told me what my duties are."

"Yes of course Susan, I had not forgotten. Your main duty as my personal assistant is to always be available to service my sexual needs. Having said that you will now realise that I have already tested your skills this weekend. You are of course in need of special training having had little sexual experience with John..."

At this point John interrupted Sam and said, "Wait a moment Sam you don't mean you are expecting to have sex with Susan as and when you like. It was just sex with her once that we all agreed on."

"I think you got the wrong idea John. What did I say to you when I looked at Susan's photograph?"

"You said that you would like to fuck Susan, that's what you said."

"Exactly John. But I never said just fuck her once did I?" Anyway what does Susan have to say about it, she is the one who has to agree to the terms of her job?"

Susan looked at John and said, "You got us both into this situation. I only had sex with Sam because you asked me to. Then you showed me today that although you have trouble getting aroused when I need you to have sex with me, that watching me being fucked...yes note that word John...FUCKED by Sam you got so aroused that you shot your load in your trousers. Well I accept the job. It was the best sex I have ever had. I don't think your cock could satisfy me now."

Then she looked at Sam and said, "Take no notice of John. I want the job because I need you to satisfy my sexual needs and that will happen whenever you need my services. I know I need more training and I look forward to you teaching me everything you can how to satisfy your desires." 

Sam saw how red faced she was at having spoken up telling John and he that she wanted to service him if that's what the job was all about.

"You know Susan, I am not trying to force you to do as I have said, I was just testing you. You can say no, it is OK. I will still keep my promise to keep John on and help him get the people skills he needs. And I didn't mean all those things I said to you or about you when I fucked you. I did it to as a kind of test really to see if you would tell me to stop, that you had changed your mind."

Susan surprised him when she said, "Sam I loved it all. The things you said about me to John, the dirty way you spoke to me all added to my arousal. I can't explain it right now; I need time to think about things. You somehow triggered long suppressed memories from when I was a girl of seventeen and also other feelings of younger years as well. But I really did enjoy the sexual things you did and made me do, it was the best sex I have ever had. I hope I pleased you Sam?"

"You were a great fuck Susan. I knew from your photo that you were not truly happy. Then after learning from John that you and he had a sexual problem that you would if you agreed to have sex with me would need me to satisfy your sexual needs again."

Susan walked over to the cabinet and picked up the photo of her and John, another print of the same photo that John had in his office. 

How could you see that I was unhappy in this photo Sam? See how I am smiling?"

"Yes Susan, but look at your eyes, they are not bright happy looking eyes, but rather sad looking. I saw your sadness still when I looked at your eyes the morning I came to visit you."

Susan looked at the photo and for the first time she saw the same thing that Sam had seen. 

"It is strange how we can't always see what others see," she said to Sam as she went and put the photo back on the cabinet. 

Returning she went and stood in front of Sam and said, "I really do want the job Sam, will you accept me to be your personal assistant..." she paused then said... "I give myself of my own free will, I need someone to satisfy my sexual needs and just by chance you came into my life... will you accept me Sam? 

John never uttered a word. How could he it was his fault that he had put her in the position of having sex with Sam. After all Susan and Sam had witnessed how aroused he had been just from watching them. The dreadful memory came flooding back of being unable to stop ejaculating in his pants in front of them both.

"Come to Daddy Susan." Sam said.

Surprised by his words she went to him; he wrapped his arms around her, she snuggled up against him her arms around his waist. As he held her close she felt again those lovely feelings of being safe and secure just like the times when as a little girl her real daddy had held and comforted his little princess blue-eyes, a name he often called her.

"Yes Susan, the job is yours. You really do need a daddy to take care of you don't you? You were always daddy's girl when you were younger weren't Susan?"

"Yes Sam I was a real daddy's girl. But how did you know that?" She asked him as she pressed herself hard against his strong masculine body.

"Just things you said, and the way you obeyed me when I ordered you to do things, they showed me that you wanted to please me as well."

"Oh Sam, will you be my daddy, and take care of me? I do need you, and I do want to please you in any way you ask of me."

"Yes Susan, I will be you daddy... I will take careof your desires," he said, and then waited for her reaction.

She pulled away from him and put her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes with a big happy smile on her face, her eyes now bright expressing the happiness she felt. 

"Thank you daddy," she said as she pulled his head down and kissed him.

Afterwards Sam looked at John and said, "You see how much Susan needs me John."

John was at a loss for words, but it would not have mattered anyway, he had lost Susan to his black boss he now realised. He looked at his watch and said, "It's eleven-thirty already." Hoping that Sam would now leave so he could discuss things with Susan. 

"It is rather late John. I think I'll stay the night...in your bed with Susan...you can sort out a bed for yourself I'm' sure."

Susan just ignored her husband. He heard her say, "Oh daddy yes, sleep with your whore tonight."

And so the day ended. What would Sunday hold for them all John wondered as he went to bed in one of the spare bedrooms?

To be continued... 



A Surprise Visit Ch. 03



As if possessed by animalistic urges, she growls at me hungrily, looking down at me through parted strands of hair and dark lashes. She climbs off me, crawling to the opposite side of the large plush sofa on all fours, planting her hands firmly on the opposite armrest. her back arches, legs spreading slightly, as she thrashes her head about, her long dark hair floating above her angelic body for a moment before coming to rest on her smooth backside. She turns her head back to me, beckoning me to her with a mere gleam in her dark eyes.

I oblige without further hesitation. 

Crawling my way across the velvet sofa to her, my tongue extends to slide up her ass cheeks. Her body trembles slightly at the touch of it against her skin. I can hear her purr softly as I slide it up her glistening slit, over and over, lapping at her briefly, priming her for what is to come. Soft sighs begin to fill the room once again, her body writhing as she sits on all fours waiting to be penetrated, to be violated. Her eyes turn back to me, glassy, glowing with perpetual desire as her tongue encircles her lips slowly. 

I smile at her up over her heaving ass cheeks. The look of want plastered on her face so gorgeous. I can deny her no longer. Rising up to my knees I slide up behind her, my cock rigid once again and hungry to be inside her. Taking it in my handm fingers wrapped tightly around my base as i prod at her opening, poking my head at her drenched lips. Her body shudders. Slowly her hips start to gyrate back into me, urging me in without words. Gently I push myself forward, easing my thickness into her slowly. Deeper and deeper with each push of my hips. 

Timid gasps and soft yelps emanate from her mouth, now muffled in the armrests of the sofa as my cock rests deep inside her now. My hips start to rock back and forth, side to side, letting all of her feel me within her. Her muscles tense, gripping me inside her pussy. Her walls massaging me as if prepping me for the workout ahead of me. Slowly I begin to fuck her. Sliding myself in and out of her slowly. The motion causing her to react accordingly, mimicing my movements in tandem, fucking each other, becoming one. A machine of passion, driven by two uncontrollable forces, her hunger, and my desire to please her. 

Her body arches as my hand runs up her back, sliding smoothly against her damp skin, nails raking back down to the small of her back, then trailing back upwards. Her head thrashing as my cock continues to fill her with each thrust inside. Her mouth opens wide as her head turns back to face me, eyes still glistening with lust and graced with a look of gratitude. I stare her back down, pushing harder inside her as her eyes tell me to do so. Her soft gasps now turned to cries of pleasure, louder by each passing moment. I watch in awe as her body performs a dance of sex that I have never witnessed before. Gyrating and writhing with abandon, up and down, back and forth, impaling herself on my shaft. I oblige her back. My body leans back, supported by my hands upon the smooth velvet. My hips buck faster, receving each push backwards from her with pleasure. She holds back no longer. 

Up on her knees, her hands running down her body to support her madly bouncing breasts, she bounces her body atop me furiously. I do what I can to fuck her back, trying to push my cock deeper into her still. her head thrashes, sending her hair flailing about in a dark storm, I watch as this vixen insatiably pleasures herself on me. Riding me with a desire unmatched, she continues to slam herself down on me, my cock throbbing harder with each penetration. Soon her body goes rigid, back arching towards me and pressing into my chest, her hand reaching back to wrap around my neck while my teeth sink into her neck. Watching as her tits bounce gently beneath my eyes, wanting to grasp them in my hands as I drive her to orgasm, but my hands hold me up, with her atop me. 

I buck my hips as hard as I can, moving my cock ever so slightly inside her. I watch her other hand drift down her body to fiddle her clit, throbbing and swelling like mad by now. I oblige her. Fucking her as hard as I can, grunts and moans echoing in the room, as I feel her body tighten up and begin to shudder. Her pussy walls grip and release me in pulses, while a sensation of warmth and wetness engulfs me. My cock tingles, an electric current shooting through my body as her orgasm curtains over us. Her body heaving, trembling atop me as my body comes to rest, shuddering softly as her pussy lets out small spasms of the remains of her climax. 

I slide her spent body off of me to lay flat on the couch, and I slide myself atop her, gazing down over her glowing body. Her eyes open to meet my gaze, glassy and small with a hint of unsatisfied desire still shimmering in her gaze. She smiles as her hand runs down over my cheek, tenderly caressing me toward her for a kiss. My lips meet hers as our mouths open to accept one anothers tongue for another dance of desire to begin. Our kiss seemed to spark another fire of want in her as her once spent body soon became alive with sexual energy once more. Sliding forward and guiding my body behind her, I lay now with her back against my chest once more. My arms wrap around her, taking her breasts in my hands finally, having wanted to hold them for some time now. 

Her leg raises and comes to rest on the top of the sofa. One hand reaching down between her legs to grasp my still hard cock, guiding it over her slit, toying with it, rubbing it slowly over her still moist pussy. My mouth opens and I slide my tongue over her neck, her head leans back and rests against my shoulder, in a moment of tenderness, we lay still, just revelling in the presence of one another. But that moment does not last long. I feel her hand guide my head to her fuckhole once more, feeling the familiar warmth of her pussy engulf me once again. I waste no time, and begin to push my hips into her. 

My cock slides easily inside her and she gasps once again in that petite little yelp that turns me on so. Her eyes close once more, and I begin to fuck her faster, harder, grasping her tits tightly, rolling her nipples between my fingers, accompanied by her own tender grasp on my hands. My chest grinding against her back, she can feel my chest heave against her, just as I can feel her body tremble with each deep thrust of my cock within her. We continue to rock the sofa, fucking each other with mad desire. My cock throbs harder than ever, and she knows it, she can feel it. She looks back at me, eyes squinted with a passionate and sexy glare. No words needed by this sexy vixen to drive me forward. 

I support her raised leg with my hand, holding it up, keeping her legs spread wide to let me penetrate her with slick ease. We both glance down to watch my cock slide in and out of her, glistening and shiny with each withdrawal. Placing her leg back atop the sofa, I slide my hand between her legs, I begin to roll her throbbing slit between my fingers, driving her mad, crazy with the rhythmic sensation of my cock prodding in to her. Her body shudders a familiar tremble, a shaking that I have come to recognize. I brace myself against the back of our velvet lovebed and start to fuck her harder, deeper, faster. Driving my cock down to the hilt with each thrust. I am in deep concentration. Sweat beading and dripping down my face, barely noticing the screams echoing in the room, or the creaks of the legs of the sofa. Faster, she urges me on, begging me to fill her with my load. All manners of filth pouring out of her lips to coax my orgasm to her. I oblige. 

My body tenses, going rigid as I feel her pussy tighten around my cock. Her head slams back in to my shoulder as her body quivers intensely with her fourth orgasmm of the night. This sensation around my shaft drives me wild, pushing me over the small edge into ecstacy. I try desperately to keep up my pace, bucking my hips into her as hard as I can, over and over as my body begins to tingle, my cock goes numb, then with a loud groan it begins. Each thrust into her causes my cock to pulse, streaming hot waves of my orgasm into her. Our bodies plastered together with the only movement coming from the spastic movements of our hips. My face tight, clenched with desire as my climax continues to fill her, mixing a cocktail of ecstatic love within. 

My head floating in the clouds, our bodies slowly drifting back down to reality as the lasst few spurts of my cum fills her. She tightens her pussy muscles around me once more to milk the last of it into her before releasing me to breathe. 

Her arms drape over me behind her, as my hands finally release its grasp upon her tits, the impression of my hand left on her light skin. Spent and exhausted, we lay there for what seemed like an eternity before moving. I lay there gazing at her ethereal body as it slides off the sofa, onto her knees on the floor as you float down to give my cock a kiss, gently taking the head inside and suckling softly to see if anything's left. I shudder and smile as our gaze meets one another. 

I sit up, wiping the sweat from my eyes. I get up from the sofa and make my way to the bathroom to run a bath for us to get cleaned up. I have absoultely no idea of the time. As the water runs, I light candles along the counter, the sound of the running water emptying into the large porcelain tub so soothing to my ears, yet so loud that i did not hear the doorbell chime, nor did I hear her answer the door. As I stand up from the last candle along the side of the tub, a look of utter surprise overcomes my face as I stand naked, staring into the doorway at her, and in her arms is another woman. A striking blonde. Clearly a friend of hers. And very clearly here with us in the bathroom.

"I hope you don't mind honey. But this is my friend Ashley. She caught a later flight in, but is here now."

I can manage nothing but a smile.



A Surprise Visit Ch. 04



As I stand up from the last candle along the side of the tub, a look of utter surprise overcomes my face as I stand naked; staring into the doorway at her, and in her arms is another woman. A striking blonde. Clearly a friend of hers. And very clearly here with us in the bathroom.

"I hope you don't mind honey. But this is my friend Ashleigh. She caught a later flight in, but is here now."

I can manage nothing but a smile.

As I stand there astounded, the vision of beauty has just doubled. Now standing before me, is a gorgeous blonde, with long golden tresses flowing neatly down the side of her beautiful face. Clad in a tight Hawaiian print tank, and white cropped shorts with her bag slung sexily over her shoulder, she stands in the doorway aglow with her own aura of sexuality as she is held tenderly by the woman I had just been with. She proceeds to introduce me to her as I go for a towel and cover myself up as I suddenly realize after my eyes drift away from this beauty that I am still naked. 

The blonde walks towards me with an extended hand as Kayleigh introduces her to me.

"Baby, this is Ashleigh, a very good friend of mine from back home, she had to catch a later flight in so she couldn't make it with me. She called a little while ago saying she was in. I hope you don't mind."

As the words hit my ears I watch as Ashleigh struts towards me, hand extended in what i thought was a gesture of greeting as I go to meet it, I find I was wrong. I smile in greeting and extend my hand as well only to miss hers, as her hand goes for the towel wrapped around my waist, and with a gentle tug, free it from around my waist leaving me bare once again. 

"I liked the view when I got in, I didn't want you to change it." Ashleigh says to me in a sultry sweet voice.

I can manage a smile as I gaze towards Kayleigh, her stifled smile apparent as she feels the readiness of the water, then turns to Ashleigh, "Lets get you cleaned up sweetie." As she smiles back and proceeds to undress.

I slide myself into the warmed water and stretch out along one length of the oversized tub, the water doing wonders to relax my tense and tired muscles. I watch through thin layers of steam in disbelief at the vision before me. Kayleigh, the woman I have lusted over for so long over the internet, was here within my grasp, I have had her several times already tonight, and now, her best friend, her lover, was here as well. Surely I have died, and this is my heaven, I thought. 

I stare dumbfounded, as Kayleigh takes her bag and takes it outside, as Ashleigh passes me glances as she undresses, peeling off her tank to reveal what I thought to be the second most gorgeous set of breasts I have ever laid eyes on, the first being the set that just walked back in the bathroom, as Kayleigh slides up behind her and runs her hands down her lovers back, placing soft kisses upon her sun kissed shoulders. 

That vision alone was enough to make me twitch beneath the water, hard enough that I thought I noticed a splash on the surface from it. I continue to watch as Ash teasingly passes me glances as she slowly unbuttons her shorts, Kayleigh slithering down behind her to her knees, her hands sliding slowly over her breasts, seeming to stop briefly to roll her hardening nipples between two fingers, then under to cup them together. Ashleigh's head rolls as she does this to her, and I could detect the faint sound of a sigh as well. 

Kayleigh's hands finally make their way down to her lover's shorts. She begins to tug at the softly as Ashleigh starts to wiggle her hips, staring down as she watches her friend undress her. The next thing I knew, the white shorts were in a pile on the floor next to the tank, and Kayleigh's hands now turned their attention to the white thong plastered to Ashleigh's waist. In almost no time they too were building on the pile of clothes on the floor.

Still in awe at what I am seeing, I stretch out once again along the length of the tub, Take a dip under the water and sit there submerged for a bit, trying to take in all that has happened tonight, and all that is yet to come. As I break the surface, the two goddesses are making their way into the tub opposite me, giggling, letting out soft yelps as the temperature of the water seems to have caught them by surprise. The submerge themselves, and surface in one another's arms, and the three of us seem to sit there for a while, gazing at one another, exchanging glances before speaking. 

We sip our drinks, and sit there soaking for a bit talking. Getting to know one another, as Kayleigh tells me of their friendship, their relationship, and everything. Ashleigh tells me about herself, and about how before this trip, Kayleigh spoke of little besides me. She told me of her excitement to finally come and meet me, and that she herself was actually reluctant to come as well, feeling that perhaps this visit should have been her privilege alone, but that Kayleigh talked her into it, if not to just see this paradise getaway. We talk for a bit more, and a few more drinks, occasionally getting up to sit on the edge of the tub to avoid being "over-soaked", and apparently having all inhibitions seem to flutter away from me with each passing drink. Having two beautiful women naked before me surely would have had a much more profound effect on me, and seemingly it did not.

As I slink back into the tub, my head spinning slightly from intoxication, Ash and Kay exchange looks from one another as if talking with their eyes. They lean into one another's face and exchange whispers, smiles, and nods. I can only guess what they spoke of in that exchange, but as it turned out, I did not have to wait long to find out.

As their huddle broke, Kay floated her way over to me, coming to rest on my lap. Her arm drapes over me, and her face nestles in my neck, her tongue wasting no time in lathering up my throat. Soft nibbles, tender strokes of her tongue over my skin causing my excitement to grow once again with unbelievable quickness. My hands glide up her body, her skin tingling beneath the rippling water to my touch. I watch as her hands slither down my body over my chest, then under the water. I then feel her familiar grasp upon me. Fingers wrapped around my girth, massaging softly. My eyes close and my head lowers to Kay's body pulling her closer to me, allowing me to suckle on her neck, my hand breaking the water taking her luscious breast in my grasp, kneading it softly. We snuggle closer as our bodies seem to meld together once again.

A splash of water across me wakes me from my trance and I open my eyes. I adjust through the fog to see the outline of a heavenly body, standing in the water and removing the tie from her golden yellow hair, letting the damp locks fall against her milky shoulders. She then dips into the water and glides across the tub towards us, floating her way to the opposite side of Kay, my right side. She slides up behind me, her body pressing lightly into mine. A chill runs throughout my heat soaked body. 

Ash watches over my shoulder at her lovers hands exploring my body. She watches as my tongue glides over her partner's neck, and my hands caress the breasts that she is so used to doing herself. Her head rests on my shoulders, her nails softly scraping along my back as she beings to whisper. Whispers I could not have even conceived of hearing. Words of temptation that ignited a fire within me raging so high, that only death itself could have extinguished it. Ashleigh proceeded to run off a monologue of words that entranced me, that intrigued me, and that made me not think twice about stepping into the shadows to be an observer. 

"Oh....to see someone else's hands run over her body. I can tell you love doing it. I can see the desire in your touch, the want in your grasp. I have heard of your lust for her, how you make her feel, and you have yearned to be with her. Mmmmm, and I also know how much it intrigues you that she is with me. How you often imagine what she is like when she is with me. How I please her, how she pleases me."

She pauses here to take in a deep sigh, and reach under the water and trail her hand over my trembling thigh. 

"Oh god, I can see why see is so taken by you now, what you possess, and what you do to her" she says as her hands reach Kay's hand and the treasure she holds so dear.

"You have no idea how this situation makes me feel. What it is doing to me within. The heat boiling over inside me, the sight of her hands finally on your body and yours atop her. The sight of the two of you in the flesh before me. And now that it finally is, we have a treat for you honey. And we want you to just sit back and enjoy the show."

With those final words, Ash lifts herself up to float her body over me, pausing slightly as she passes over me, her hands propping herself up on my lap as her hands graze my throbbing cock. Her head tilting back to catch a quick glimpse of my expression as it does so. Her ass sliding slickly over my thighs as she comes to rest before Kayleigh's body. Then, almost instinctively, Kay's body turns to hers. Kay's hand reluctantly leaving my member, but soon finds its familiar spot along Ashleigh's back. 

I slide down to make room for the two. To give me a better view of what is about to transpire. 

I kick myself back in to position with one arm laid out along the rim of the tub, the other hands resting in wait along my thigh. My gaze intently locked on the two bodies of beauty half submerged in the water before my very eyes. Ash's arms around her lover's neck as she sits straddled atop her lap. Kay's arms around her waist, sliding slowly upward along the slender curves of Ashleigh's body. 

I watch as she takes her supple breasts in her hands, rolling them gently in her grasp. Ash's back arches, as if offering all of her tits to her. An offer which she accept into her mouth. Opening wide I stare as Kay takes an erect nipple between her lips, suckling gently, swirling her tongue around her nipple. Biting down, nibbling softly on the rosy nub. Sighs begin to emanate from Ashleigh's lips. Her body begins to grind atop her partner's lap. 

I watch as the erotic dance unfolds before me at a blinding rate. Two hands now grasp Ashleigh's tits. Alternating licks between the two. Ash's hands entwine in Kay's hair, tugging at her head gently as if she wanted her lips elsewhere. Her body grinds harder down into her lap. I can only imagine what it's like to be between them. Sighs turn to moans. Soft words exchanged between the two, a language they no doubt understand between each other. 

Ash slides off of her, floating an arc in front, then up and out of the water. She comes to rest on the edge of the tub, one leg resting on the edge, the other dangling itself in the water. Kayleigh presses herself up and out of the tub, sliding the length of her body up against her lover's. Their faces meet in the most erotic of kisses. I sit there in awe.

Their faces break, tongues extended as if not wanting to part. Ash's head rocks back, and watches as Kay's body slides back down into the water. Her tongue leaving a trail of want down her body. Kay's hands caress the thighs of her lover ever so gently, kissing it in spots her hands once were. I must have let out a sound of approval as Ashleigh's gaze turned to me with a wry grin as Kayleigh's head dives into the pussy. Burying her face between Ash's legs, Ash lets slip a gasp. Her eyes turn down, a sultry look of pleasure wipes across her face, as if she had not been licked like that in ages. Her eyes dart back and forth between the pleasure unfolding between her legs, and the desire to watch my reaction to this show.

My reaction is one of amazement. My hand unconsciously leads to my cock, straining against the water, as if that is the reason for the heat of it. I grasp myself and stroke slowly, reveling in the duo before me. My hand mimicking the motion of Kayleigh's head bobbing up and down between her legs. I lean to my right to watch her tongue pass in sweeping motions over Ash's lips. One hand parting those lips to give me a glistening view of her excitement. I watch as her tongue probes her, lapping at her, diving inside her. Her tongue constantly playing with the metal ring dangling from her. 

Kay's hand disappears beneath the water and I watch as her body arches. I know her hands found her own hungry pussy, and I cannot imagine how many times this scenario has unfolded before. Her head now dives deeper between Ashleigh's legs, driving her tongue deeper inside her lover. Ash responds with a huge arch, melodic moans fill the porcelain room. The two now totally engrossed in one another, bodies writhing and grinding. 

Kay passes me a glance of lust, before diving back in to drive her partner over the edge in what was to be one of the most explosive orgasms ever witnessed by my eyes. One hand goes to her clit. Vibrating it slowly, as her tongue resumes its place inside her. The ecstasy almost instant, as Kay's hands quickens its pace, fluttering in a blur over Ash's swollen nub. Her tongue darts in and out of her, lapping at her in intervals, only to drive itself back inside. 

Ashleigh's body begins to shudder, her leg making waves within the water. Kayleigh does not let up. Muffled moans tell me she is working harder. Faster and faster she eats her, and then it happens. Ash lets out a deafening scream, her body goes rigid as Kay continues to devour her. Her mouth open wide, taking in all of her partner's orgasm. Ash's body trembles, and shakes with ecstatic delight. 

A smile and a look of disbelief at how hard she came falls over her, her breathing labored. Kayleigh laps at her slowly, softly. Kissing her partner's thighs before floating back to let her lover's body drift slowly back down to earth. As she sinks back into the water, her once rigid body loosens up, as if melting into the water. She sits there for a moment before opening her eyes, scanning the room as if to see if she really is where she thinks she is. Her gaze meets mine. 

Speechless I turn to Kay, she smiles at me as she floats her way to me. Nestling up next to me, her hands atop my body once again. Her hand finding mine still grasping my rock hard shaft, throbbing from the event that I just witnessed. She replaces my hand with hers and whispers to me "Did you like that baby? She has never come so hard before, I think she wanted to show you how intense she can get with me."

I can manage no words, just a smile and a nod.

Ashleigh, now recovered from her earth shattering climax, floats over to us. Coming to rest between us, her hands graze over Kayleigh's body. Fondling her tits before my eyes, leaning in to steal soft kisses upon pert nipples. No words are exchanged. The simple glare of desire is what took us to the next step. 

Ashleigh led my by the hand out of the tub to straddle the rim, one leg in the water, one leg out, her eyes never left Kay. I sit there, resting on my hands behind me, watching as this temptress guided the lovely Kayleigh out of the water, straddling her in the same position right in front of me, her back leaned into me. I press my head into her neck and suckle gently, hearing her sigh, and feeling her body relax into me. Then it happens. Her body goes rigid against me, as I look to see Ashleigh snake out of the water and bury her head between her legs.

Sighs quickly turn to moans. Ashleigh eats her out with a hunger like never before. I watch from over Kay's shoulder as Ash's head bobs up and down at her pussy. I can hear the lapping of her tongue against Kayleigh's soft lips. Her body grinding back into me, my hardness pressing into her back, which no doubt fueled her passion to new heights. My cock, the cock she longed for so long, pressed up against her as the woman she loves partakes in her pussy. A heaven all of us never imagined possible. 

Ashleigh's relentless eating does not let up, as Kayleigh's body gets pressed into mine harder. Ash guides my hand over Kay's body to come to rest upon her heaving bosoms. I take one in my grasp and massage softly. The other grasps her waist, trying to control her body as it rocks to the rhythm of Ashleigh's tongue. Feverishly she gyrates, moaning intensely as Ash's tongue flutters over her clit. Words escape her lips, barely audible over the loud muffled groans coming from Ash. I moan my approval of all this into Kay's ears, she acknowledges with moans of her own. 

I begin to grind my hips into her, my throbbing cock pressing harder into her fleshy back. She grinds me back, knowing she wants me back inside her soon. A hand reaches behind her and wraps around my neck, pulling me closer to her. I kiss her neck, biting softly, moaning to her, with her. Ash can sense that her lover is about to erupt. No one knows better than her. She slides two fingers inside her partner and twists, turns, fucks her. Faster with each pass of her tongue over her slit. 

Kay's body bucks harder. Ash's moans drive her on, as do mine. Ashleigh dives in a final time, her mouth covering her hole, her tongue snaking over her entirely as her fingers continue to fuck her. My fingers roll her nipples harder as I can sense what is happening as her body goes rigid and starts to quiver. I press my lips to her ear and whisper a long and sensual "yes......"

Ashleigh's loudest muffled groan was a barely audible "cum for me baby..." as Kayleigh's body released all her tension in one explosive thrust. Her body shook violently as her climax flooded her lover's mouth. Muffled moans turned to loud cries of approval as she took down Kayleigh's orgasm with a hunger unmatched. Lapping at her and drinking it all up I watch as Ash, climbs up her partner's trembling body licking her lips clean. Their faces meet in a kiss, up close to my eyes this time. Ash's eyes open to gaze into mine. And breaking the kiss her lips slide over Kay's cheek, hovering before mine. With a swipe of her tongue over my lips, giving me a brief taste of what she just indulged in she purrs, "Like that?" to me.

Exhausted merely from watching I slip back into the tub and lay back. The two ladies of my desire slide on either side of me. Hands explore me. My cock is found again, by whom I do not know. I lay with my head rested against the edge of the tub. My eyes closed. My mind trying to take in all I am going through on this night of sexual fantasies come true. I hear a whisper. "Don't give up yet sexy. I just got here"

It was not Kayleigh's voice.



A Surprise Visit Ch. 05



Exhausted merely from watching I slip back into the tub and lay back. The two ladies of my desire slide on either side of me. Hands explore me. My cock is found again, by whom I do not know. I lay with my head rested against the edge of the tub. My eyes closed. My mind trying to take in all I am going through on this night of sexual fantasies come true. I hear a whisper. "Don't give up yet sexy. I just got here"

It was not Kayleigh's voice.

I open my eyes, greeted by the gaze of this beautiful blonde whom I had just met, but already had carnal knowledge of. She smiles sexily at me, and behind her I can see Kayleigh's smile building. 

"Let's finish up in here you two." Ashleigh says softly. "I want to see the rest of the place."

With that we all finish up in the tub and dry of best we can before making our way back to the main room. As I enter behind the girls I watch as they gather up their purses as well as the rest of the alcohol from the bar and prance past me down the hall towards the main bedroom, giggling and smiling as the go. A room I have not seen yet. 

I follow them into the dimly lit room as they set one purse down on the edge of the plush bed and crawl on all fours onto the silky sheets. They lie in one another's arms, holding each other close, heads nestled in each other's comforting embrace. I can see how close they are, how well they know each other, and I smile at them softly. Their hands explore each other's bodies slowly, each one familiar with the other's sensual touch. Just as I am about to climb in next to them, Ash stops me with a defensive hand. She motions to the chair at the bedside. Puzzled, but not deterred, I slide the chair over to the bedside. Placing it right at the edge of the bed I sit on it with my legs propped up on the bed, arms dangling to each side with my drink in my hand, prepared to observe once again.

What was to come would prove to be better than any porn flick I have ever seen, and any fantasy I could ever concoct. I watch in silent awe as Ashleigh goes into her purse, withdrawing a slick, shiny silver cock. It looked quite large in her hands. I watch as she twists the plastic base and a soft hum reverberates through the room. Kay lay on her back, knees pointing up in the air and a smile plastered upon her face. Ash proceeds to snake towards her on all fours. Gripping the chrome pleaser in her hands as she slides her glowing body up her partner's, close against her now, as if fucking her in the missionary position, Ash brings the cock to her lover's mouth. I watch as Kayleigh opens up, taking the shiny rod into her mouth, her tongue running expertly along its length. Ash guides it in, twisting it, driving it in, and admiringly smiling as Kayleigh sucks it off for her. 

Muffled moans escape in between long licks, emanating from both of these vixens. As Ashleigh finished letting her lover suck the cock, she slides it down her body, the soft vibrations tickling Kay's nipples, as she cups her breasts around it. I watch as Ash slides of her, Kay's body still writhing in anticipation. Ash is now on her knees besides Kayleigh, sprawled out like incapacitated prey waiting to be devoured by her captor hovering beside her. Ash runs the vibe over the length of her body, grinning seductively as her partner's body writhes in wanting pleasure. Gently she spreads her legs, running the chrome one slowly over her moistening lips, her own hands instinctively finding its way between her own legs, running over her own hungry lips. 

Then it begins. Ash slides the vibe slowly into her lover. A soft gasp leaks out of both of them at the reaction. She concentrates as she fucks her with the cock, sliding it in and out slowly, probing every inch of her pussy. Twisting the base slightly more, the humming gets louder, at the same time, Kayleigh's body writhes faster, hips bucking more, and her breathing faster. Captured by the sensation of being fucked once again, Kayleigh's eyes shut tightly, thoughts and visions of all erotic dances through her mind. Her partner continues to fuck her, slow then fast, fast then slow, over and over she thrusts the silver dildo into her. With a hungry, seductive look Ash raises her head to look at me, grinning slightly as she watches my hands drift over my body, robe open hanging on the sides of my body. Her eyes lock on me as she begins to reel off another monologue to me.

"She likes it when you're watching. She likes it when she knows your eyes are on her, taking in her body getting used." My breathing quickens as my hand wraps around my shaft.

"You like watching her get used by me? Watching my dildo fuck her like it was your cock? Do you wish it was your cock doing this to her?" She asks.

The continuous interrogation of what I want to do to Kayleigh flowing from her dominating mouth as if she had practiced it time and time before. I can merely nod, as my breathing so labored as my hand continues to stroke me. Watching as the woman of my desire is pleased by her real life love. 

Ashleigh's pace quickens, her hand bucking harder into Kay driving that cock deeper with each thrust. Kay's moans loud, audible next door no doubt. Her hips fucking back the cock sliding in and out of her. Ash's other hand, wet from her own pussy slithers a trail up Kay's body to her mouth which instinctively opens to suckle a damp finger, moaning as she revels in the familiar taste of her love. Ash watches as her partner comes to a violent climax in her hands. 

Kayleigh's body begins to quiver violently, yet Ash's pace does not slow, but rather quickens. Screams of pleasure resonates throughout the room, mixing harmoniously with the cries of approval from Ash. 

Kayleigh's body writhes, each surge of pleasure from her body coats the silver dick further. Ash beings to slow, lowering her head down between her lover's legs. I shift forward to watch as Ash's mouth opens, sliding her tongue along the length of the glistening dildo with each withdrawal. Alternating moans fill my head, my hand affixed on my cock sternly, watching as Ashleigh pulls the dripping cock out of her as she licks her partner clean, and her body still shuddering with each pass of the tongue upon her. Streams of liquid drip down the cock, my desire to leap at it and lick it clean pleasingly broken as Ash guides it up Kay's body to her face, once again to taste the fruit of her reward. I watch as Kayleigh licks it clean, hungrily slurping her own nectar off the shiny metal. Her eyes glassy with desire, hungry for more.

Ash slides over Kay's body, lying on her side now running her hands over her lover's glowing body, smiling approvingly as she does so. Kay's head turns to me, and an instant smile forms. With a crook of her quivering finger she motions for me to come to her. 

I oblige. 

Standing up, my robe falls from my body to the floor. Quivering shadows flicker over my body from the surrounding candlelight as I crawl atop the bed to lie next to these two lovelies. Kay's hands instantly find my body, roaming her fingers over my skin, sending tingles throughout me. As I come to rest, her face lunges for me embracing me in a deep kiss. Our tongues dance, swirling around in a heated tango. The heat within me instantly sparked once again. This woman is insatiable I thought. 

In a flash, Kayleigh shoots up and is straddling my body. I can feel the moist residuals coating my stomach as she leans down and locks lips with me once again. I feel the sheets rustle as Ash slides over. Our kiss breaks as Kay's hands slide down my chest, resting on my muscles as her fingers trace circles around my nipples. My body tingles. One hand reaches behind her, finding my cock almost instantly. She massages me slowly as her head lowers to mine, a look of desire and seduction glowing in her gaze. She produces the dildo in her other hand and waves it in front my face. A sudden burst of fear hastily fades as her words slink into my ears.

"Take this baby. Ash wants it in her." She whispers as her gaze floats to her lover laid next to me. I can only nod.

Taking the silver cock in my hand, I can still smell the sweet scent of Kay on it. Curious, I slide it in my mouth, tasting the length of it, the remains of her climax still fresh, and an action which drew gasps from those watching. Positions now shifted. Kayleigh slid down my body, her beautiful breasts dragging over my tingling flesh. Her hands raking its way over my belly, my thighs, as her body nudges my legs apart. I watch for as long as I could as she assumed her knelt position between my spread eagle legs until she was blocked from view by Ashleigh's body now straddling my chest. 

My eyes follow the trail of beauty upwards, following her hands which were running up her own body. Stopping to cradle her breasts in her hands, kneading them together as her fingers roll her nipples to erection. As I stare hypnotically at her hovering over me, it is Kayleigh's voice which eases my hesitation. "Just do her baby; she wants it just as badly as I want to see it."

I oblige.

My hands cradle up to Ash's ass cheeks, squeezing tightly as her body glides slightly further up mine. Her pussy inches from my face, the scent of desire running rampant through my senses. So close, permission granted yet still I hesitate. A hesitation which is soon broken. Ash lowers herself onto my face. Her moist lips grinding softly against my lips as she rocks her hips slowly over my mouth. A now open mouth. My tongue greets her lips, lathering her up as it tries to part the lips, using the dangling silver ring as a guide. Her lips part under the guidance of my tongue as a soft moan of approval floats from her lips.

This moan from Ash signaled the start of Kayleigh's desire. At the same instance, I hear a faint moan of approval from her as I feel a warm sensation engulf me from below. My cock hard, now muffled within a warm wet sensation. Soft pecks of lips pelt my foreskin, long slow licks travels up the length. Kayleigh's mouth had taken ownership of my cock. Her mouth on me, Ash's pussy buried in my face, the sensation took me to heaven. As if a switch had been flipped one goal was on my mind. No sensation of nervousness or hesitation left to be seen, my only goal was to please these two women. 

I lap my tongue at this blonde pussy. Swirling and fluttering over the ring, the flesh surrounding it, and the hole begging for it. Her hips gyrate on my face, grinding herself further down on me. Driving my tongue inside her now, tasting her, causing her to scream out in pleasure. My hand drifts over her thigh, turning on the vibrator with one hand I guide it to her clit, swelling and throbbing before my eyes. The instant the cock touches her, her body drops. I watch as her body lunges forward, supported by her hands gripping the headboard. Her hips buck into my face as my tongue fucks her faster, the vibrator massaging her clit with a hum. One of her hands grips tightly on a dangling breast as her moans get louder. 

I sense her body going rigid, sensing her climax near; I ease back with the cock, lapping my tongue at all it can reach. The writhing of her body slows, as does her breathing and panting. But Kayleigh does not approve of this. She grips my cock harder, squeezing and massaging it as if to coax me to finish what I had started. She strokes me off, lapping at my head in between verbal urges to make her love come on my face. The urge to have Ashleigh hold off disappears. 

My tongue resumes its place and pace upon Ash's pussy. Her rhythmic fucking motion on my face also ensues once again, and as if picking up where she left off, her screams become frantic once again. Loud gasps start to fill the room, and I thought I could hear the faint muffled moans of approval coming from behind her. I close my eyes, fluttering the cock over her clit like a blur, my tongue unconsciously twisting inside her. The sweetness of her taste suddenly multiplies as her body starts to convulse heavily. Her pussy muscles tighten on my prodding tongue, and her body quivers in my grasp. A steady flow of nectar floods my mouth, open to take it in. Kayleigh stopped her oral pleasure on me to slide up and take Ash in her arms, comforting the turbulent shudders in her grasp. She licked her all over, whispering coaxing words into her ears, whether she heard or not, I do not know. 

Slowly, Ashleigh's orgasm subsides. Her body now slumping over, a hand still bracing herself against the headboard of the bed as her breathing tries desperately to catch up with her body. I can feel Kayleigh sliding back down my body. My eyes open and my vision adjusts from the blur of clenching my eyes so tight. The hazy vision of Ash sliding off my chest to lie next to me comes into view. My breathing as well trying to catch up as the last few drops of Ash slides down my throat. My head finally seeming to float back to earth only to be hurled back up into the heavens by what was to come next. 

Kayleigh's hands braced against my hips pushing me upwards, my upper body now propped up on pillows against the headboard, giving me a bird's eye view of what was to come. Kay in her place on the left of me, Ash slides down along my right side. Two gorgeous women now perched beside me, heads hovering over my shaft standing at attention. I blink to make sure I don't wake up. Thankfully I do not, as what I was in for was better than any dream I would ever have.

I stare dumbfounded as Kay and Ash slither their way up over my body. Their sweet faces meeting in a tender kiss over me. Tongues dancing and swirling before my eyes, their lips smacking against one another's as erotically as can be. My mind floats away as I watch them indulge in each other's passionate kiss, tasting the mixture of sensual flavors from each body there. Slowly, their heads lower, lips still locked tightly to open mouths, breaking only to adhere to my rigid cock. Moans of approval echo in unison as their lips traverse my skin.

Kayleigh's head continues down further as Ash's has stopped, her tongue slithering over the length of my shaft, coating it with saliva. Kay's mouth makes its way to my sac, cradling it in one hand delicately as her mouth engulfs me one by one, rolling me over her tongue, letting it fall out only to devour the other. The sensation overwhelming, causing me to groan uncontrollably, my body writhing from side to side, toes curling in heavenly delight. A delight that would only get better.

Ash's mouth opens wide, her lips curling over my swelling head. Slowly she takes me in, her mouth warming me further, taking my length in inch by inch as Kay runs her hands through the golden tresses falling over my skin. Ash's hands runs up my body, raking her nails back down over my skin, subtle marks being left in my tingling flesh as she begins to work her magic over me. Up and down her head bobs, milking me with her lips, Kay watches in nodding approval occasionally leaning in to sneak licks upon my glistening rod as Ash withdraws it from her oral grasp. My breathing so heated now, I can barely keep my eyes open to watch these two lovelies feast on me like conquered prey. 

They alternate now, one sucking me off while the other coaxes her on, sliding her tongue over my exposed flesh and balls. I watch as Kayleigh takes her turn, her familiar tongue slithering swirls down my shaft, taking me down her throat, suckling me hard as she releases me with an audible pop. Her eyes make their way to mine as she works her expert tongue over me, her eyes telling me a tale of satisfaction and desire, glassy and glowing sexily. Again she swallows me, her eyes never leaving mine as Ash urges her on with words of lust. Ash's hands tangled in Kay's dark locks, guiding her head up and down on my cock, grinning with each swallow of me. 

Faster she bobs her head on me, muffled grunts and groans vibrate my cock. Her hand wraps around my base, jerking me softly as her mouth orally assaults me. With a loud release and a deep inhalation she releases me, and not missing a beat Ash replaces her. Resuming the pace Kay just left off with. Fast, deep, and just as wet, Ash's mouth engulfs me, covering me, stroke after long stroke with her lips she sucks me off with an equally impressive ability. Her head thrashing about, swirling her lips, twisting and turning as she swallows me over and over. My head spins. 

I do not know how long this pleasing of my cock went on as Ash releases me with an audible moan. I look down to see two sets of hands running along my slippery wet length. The two women exchanging glances and soft whispers, then in a second that decision was apparent. Kayleigh gets up to straddle my crotch, lowering her damp pussy atop me. I can feel her warmth as it nears my head, then I feel the wetness as my head enters her easily. Our groans harmonize.

In a second, I am buried within her, her crotch resting atop mine as she sits there for a while caught up in the feeling of having me inside her once again. I watch as Ash hovers around her, admiring the view of her lover impaled atop my cock, leaning in every now and again to slide her tongue over an erect nipple. Kayleigh begins to rock, her hips gyrate atop me, swirling my cock inside her, her walls gripping me and releasing me rhythmically. The sensation makes me react, as my hips join her in a grinding pattern. Her body arches back, her breasts jutting outward as her hands comes to rest on my thighs. Ash responds my taking them in her grasp, suckling them gently and supporting them as my hips start to rock harder. 

My hands placed firmly atop Kay's hips, I start to make her ride me faster. Her body now bouncing slightly. I stare in deep concentration as she rides me back, my cock filling every inch of her, and Ash simply doing all she can to enhance the sensations, placing licks here, sucking there. Then as if possessed by a demon, Kayleigh begins to ride me hard. Her hands planted on my chest, nails digging into my flesh as she raises her ass and slams it back down into me, her head floating inches from mine, and her hips caught in a rhythmic trance of movement. Her eyes locked on mine as her hands curl around my face. "You like the way I ride you honey? Like my pussy swallowing your cock like this?" She purrs at me.

I nod in agreement as I can now feel her pussy starting to spasm. Her walls grip me tightly only to release me again, her breathing heavier moans coming at an alarming pace. Ashleigh sneaks behind her running a hand between our bodies and placing a finger over her clit. This kicked her into overdrive. She pants in desire as her hips seem to rock on me as if acting on its own. Ashleigh leans down and slither her tongue over my swollen sac, I groan in reaction. Kay now gets up on her feet, slamming herself down on me harder with the leverage she attains; she gazes down at me at the look of delight plastered on my face. I can merely watch and moan to her my approval as her orgasm washes over her yet again.

As her body begins to shudder, Ash slides up to her, placing a nipple in her gaping mouth, suckling as one hand rakes her back, and the other continues to vibrate her clit. Over and over Kay's body heaves, the symphony of sounds barely discernible from where I lay; I do not know who was moaning what, who was saying what. Kayleigh's pussy muscles milk me harder than ever, Orgasmic waves of pleasure floods Kayleigh's sensations for what seems to be the hundredth time tonight. Her body quivers with decadent delight, and seems to emanate with an ethereal glow as her moans ring out in my ears. An eternity seems to pass as I finally feel the convulsions of her heaving body subside. 

It is then that I realize how close to my own eruption she has me. She can sense this as she does not let up her relentless ride on me, regardless of how sensitive her entire body is. Glistening in the candlelight with a light layer of perspiration coating her body she continues to ride me, swallowing my cock over and over coaxing me towards the edge of passion and preparing to thrust me over it. Her hands brace her self on my chest once again, rolling and pinching my nipples as she fucks me madly. Once again I can feel Ash's lips cradle my sac, suckling softly in between soft, muted words urging her partner to make my cum for them.




A Surprise Visit Ch. 05



As Ashleigh continues to devour my balls, she moans in approval as she can feel them stiffen up, the cum within them boiling to the point of eruption. Her moans hypnotically guide Kayleigh off of me, but not before sneaking out another small climax of pussy contractions. 

I open my clenched eyes to the site and sensations of mouths kissing my cock once more. But Kay knows what is close, and is eager to have it happen. Her mouth engulfs me, taking my entire length down her throat, letting out a soft groan as it rests there. Ashleigh continues her oral consumption of my sac which continues to drive me insane with delight. Over and over Kay sucks me, faster with each thrust, deeper and deeper she takes me down her throat, muffled gags give way to muted moans of desire and hunger. She takes my cock out of her mouth, gripping the base in her hands, stroking me up and down slowly as she fixes her gaze on my lust filled eyes. Her lips purse around my throbbing head as her hand slowly jerks me to climax.

Kayleigh's tongue flutters over my head causing my body to jerk uncontrollably. I can see a smile form on her curled lips. Then she breaks her oral grasp on me to urge me with her sexy voice to cum for them, telling me to shower them in my orgasm, to let them both savor the taste of my excitement. I prop myself up on my elbows and watch as Ashleigh surfaces from behind Kay. Slithering her way up opposite her lips curl around one side of my shaft, her tongue coating me nicely as Kayleigh mirrors her on the other side. 

My cock sandwiched between two sets of lips, fucking a virtual pussy comprised of their mouths my hips rock instinctively upwards, working my cock through. Moans resonate in stereo as I do so, mouths alternately taking my cock down, hands taking turns stroking me off. I am close. I shut my eyes tightly and my body goes tense, rigid. Their pleasing of me does not let up, but rather increases. One hand strokes me violently, lips peck all over at me as tongues stroke me all over my rigid flesh. My body begins to stiffen and jerk fiercely as it begins.

I manage to open my eyes to watch as the two lovelies lay out before me lie with mouths agape, hands exploring my throbbing flesh as it happens. Streams of white liquid spurt out of my head, erupting into the air and landing on one outstretched tongue after the other. Lips smack, and tongues take down what they receive as wave after wave washes over me. Body convulsing in heated spasms as my cock throbs out yet more of their prize. Their hands alternate in milking me, taking turns bobbing their heads down to suck me dry, licking and lapping up what streams trickle down my cock. As my ecstasy subsides, head drifting back down to consciousness, the last of my heavy groans becomes audible, as does theirs as I glance down to watch them clean each other lips off in a erotically cleansing kiss.

Soft moans of amazed approval, heavy breaths accompanying heaving bodies lay there for a second. I lay in disbelief at what just transpired. Slowly two slick bodies slide up next to me, hands draped over mine in a three-way embrace of radiant afterglow. I place soft kisses upon each forehead as we lay talking and recounting what just happened, commenting on technique, moments, and overall satisfaction. Still in disbelief at what I have in my arms, and the memories this night has already provided me, I glance to the window as the sun peeks over the mountains, filling the room with a soft ember glow. 

In an instant sleep washes over us; lying in bed cuddled closely together we dream about events past, and the day ahead of us.



A Surprise Visit to Katey's Office



Katey heaved a sigh of relief as she sank into the plush chair at her desk. At long last, this miserable day was done. A treadmill of one meeting after another, some of them contentious but none of them really reaching a conclusion, had taken the wind out of her sails this day. "I am so ready for a glass of wine and a bubble bath."

Make no mistake, Katey loved her job as a government executive. Almost every day brought interesting challenges, demanding the most of her personal skills. She especially enjoyed mixing with, even influencing, the political and business power-brokers in the city, many of whom had come to look to her as someone they could trust. She had recently been promoted to this position, after many years of working her way up the ladder. And with the promotion came this gorgeous office. She looked around at the newly decorated walls, punctuated historical postcards of the city, and with plaques and awards she had been honored with. Best of all though, was the awesome furniture: a broad, rich wood desk and credenza set, even a small conference table surrounded by comfortable arm chairs. Yes, she really was where she wanted to be. "Still," she mused, smiling, "sometimes I really just need a hug."

A soft knock at the open door broke her reverie. As she looked up Katey was astonished to see a tall man of about 53 striding into the office - Mr. B, her secret lover from the east coast! Her breath caught as she struggled with disbelief. How could he be here ... here? "Hi babe," he greeted her casually, if it nothing were out of the ordinary. "Anything interesting happen at the office today?"

"How ... when ..." she didn't know where to begin. "Baby, you have no idea how happy I am to see you!"

"Surprised?" he flashed his gorgeous smile. "OK, the truth is, I had unexpected business in San Antonio, and figured what the heck I'd sneak up here for a visit. I do hope you don't mind."

Feelings of joy were overcoming her shock as she realized that it was no dream, he really was here, standing right in front of her desk. She pushed her chair back and eagerly strode around the desk, extending her arms to him and wrapping them around his neck. His arms in turn encircled her waist. Their lips met, parted slightly, and they melted into a soft, lingering kiss.

As they broke the kiss, she grasped his hands and stepped back. "Let me look at you. Geez, I still can't believe it, babe." He was wearing a white dress shirt with faint patterned lines, and she recognized it as the one she had bought him for his birthday. And his tie, too, had been her gift to him for Valentines Day, given with a wink about tying him up with it. To her eyes, he looked fantastic.

He returned her gaze, giving her a look up and down. She was wearing a blue skirt suit over a white button-up blouse, appropriate for the meetings she had that day. "My my babe, you sure do look the part. I bet you have all the good ol boys 'round here just about eating out of your hand."

Katey blushed, "Oh, I don't know about that, sir", she answered, calling him the name she sometimes used when they flirted. "But I am glad you like what you see."

"Young lady," he answered to her 'sir', "I like what I see very, very much. Now, look here what I brought for you." Only then did she see the decorative bag he had place on the desk.

"You brought me something?" she was just happy he was here himself. "Babe, you didn't have to do that." She opened the bag and pulled out a bottle of fine white wine. "Wow, babe, this looks great! How did you know my favorite? And how did you know I really needed a glass, right now!"

"I always try to be prepared, young lady," Mr. B smiled. "In fact, lookee what I have here. He reached into the bag again and withdrew to small goblets. "I was hoping we might celebrate this surprise, here and now."

"Why sir, you wouldn't try to get me drunk would you? I might be afraid you'd try to take advantage of me," Katey giggled. "Or, that I might go to sleep, and you wouldn't take advantage of me. Remember that ten minutes rule ..." They both laughed, becoming at ease with each other as the surprise of his unexpected appearance wore off.

"Shall we?" Mr. B opened the wine and poured each of them a generous glassful. He lifted the glass toward her. "To surprises!" he toasted, as they clinked their glasses together. 

Standing close again, she looked up into his blue eyes, feeling herself overcome with desire. "I think ... I'd better lock the door." She stepped to the door, looked around outside, then closed the door and turned the lock. "There ... now we can't be interrupted." Katey returned to her lover, set the wine glass on her desk, then reached up and slipped her arms around his neck "Now, come here, handsome," she whispered. He leaned down to meet her welcoming lips, lingering for almost a minute as they felt the warmth of each other's bodies penetrating their clothing.

"Ohhh baby, I am so happy to see you!" As he smiled at her, his gaze continued down to the front of her blouse. She arched forward to press her breasts to his chest. "You like these?" she teased. 

"I dooooo ... and I want to see more ... just a little peek?" 

"Alright, sir. Just a little one." Katey undid the top two buttons of her white blouse, revealing the swell of her bosom in her lacy black bra. Mr. B gasped at the sight. "All for you, baby" she whispered, as their lips met once again, tongues probing as their passion built.

Just then the telephone on Katey's desk shrilled. She pursed her lips in annoyance at the interruption. "I've got to take this, babe ... I've been expecting it."

"That's OK ... I've waited this long to see you, I can wait a few minutes longer."

She gave him a quick kiss, sank to her plush desk chair, and lifted the phone to her ear. Her blouse was still partially undone.

While Katey talked on the phone, Mr. B moved around behind and leaned over her, sweeping her hair away from her ear opposite the phone. He pursed his lips and nibbled on her earlobe. Katey giggled involuntarily and swatted at him, then wagged her finger at him in warning. "No, nothing, I was just distracted for a moment" she said into the phone.

Mr. B released her ear, but, still behind her, snaked his hands around her torso, slipping his hands into her opened blouse. His fingertips brushed gently over the flesh above her bra, and swirled lower, over her nipples. Katey bit her lip and glared at him, but didn't swat him away this time. A muffled moan escaped her lips. "No no, I am just shifting in my chair"

He decided to pursue this game a step further. She was intent on the phone call and didn't protest as he wheeled her chair a little farther from the desk. But when he got on his hands and knees and crawled into the space underneath, Katey realized what her lover was up to. She looked him in the eye and mouthed an unconvincing "no". His hands went to her knees and gently pushed them apart. At first she resisted, but in a moment gave way to his advances, parting her shapely legs before him. He inched forward, his head ever closer to his goal at the apex of thighs. As he neared he could smell the musky scent of her sex, letting him know that she wanted him.

Katey kept talking, all the while feeling the flames kindle between her legs. He could sense that her lover wanted her, and she knew that she wanted him. But as his open mouth at last pressed against her crotch, she exhaled sharply, startling her caller. "I'm fine, really. Just having some trouble with all the pollen today." She had no idea if there was pollen in the air, and had no problem with allergies, but had to cover somehow.

Now his fingers were grasping the waistband of her panties, drawing them down. She lifted her bum to clear them from her hips, and he slipped them down her legs and tossed them up to her, where they landed on her chest. Throwing caution to the winds, Katey lifted her legs and draped them over the arms of her plush chair, completely opening herself to her lover. He accepted the invitation and plunged in, his tongue making long, slow passes up and down her pulsating slit. She shuddered with pleasure, wondering what her caller would think if he only knew. She did her best to keep up the conversation, but could not avoid her ragged breathing and occasional soft moan.

Mr. B's mouth was now wide open as he pressed his face hard to her crotch. He held her feminine lips apart with his fingers while he plunged his stiffened tongue into her as deeply as he could. As her hips bucked up and down to meet him his tongue flew faster and faster, her juices running down his chin. Suddenly she raised her hips high, and he felt the walls of her pussy pulsate, almost grasping at his probing tongue, as her orgasm coursed thru her body. She was still trying to talk on the phone ... not talking now, just biting her lip and trying not to cry out. He heard her gasp then exhale sharply, then after a pause, "I'm sorry, just a yawn, I must be getting tired." Another pause. "OK, yes, I am going home to rest up. We can meet tomorrow. Thanks for calling"

She place the phone back into its cradle and looked down at her lover. "Mr B! You are SO bad!" He smiled back up at her, his face glistening with her moisture. "Aw, I am so sorry baby ... I just can't get enuf of you!"

Katey smiled a satisfied smile, cooing, "then let me return the favor, big boy". She took his hand as he stood from beneath the desk, and led him to the little round conference table near the windows. "Why don't you have a seat right on that table, sir", she said, licking her lips suggestively.

Mr. B did as his lover suggested, standing with his back to the table and hopping up so sit on the edge. Katey pulled a chair under her as she sat in front of him. Her hands went right to the front of his jeans, where, fingers trembling, she hurried to undo his button and fly. "Let's get these out of the way, shall we?" He obligingly lifted his bum from the table as she tugged his jeans down over his hips. Immediately she saw the bulge of his swollen cock pressing out against his tight blue briefs. "Oooo babyyyy, I think someone is reallyyy glad to see me! Now, you just lean back and relax, and let Katey have what she wants!"

He shivered in anticipation as Katey slipped her fingers into his briefs, pulling his cock free and catching his briefs beneath his balls. His bulging shaft felt so large in her hand that she could not quite close her fingers around it. She gasped at the feel of it, her breath once again becoming ragged as she neared it with her mouth. Tilting her head back, she licked teasingly at his thighs, then moved upwards to plant a wet kiss on his balls. Mr. B scooted forward to allow his sac to hang freely off the edge of the table, giving her better access to that place of his special pleasure. He could fell her moist lips open against it as she allowed one to fall into her mouth. Ahhhhhhh! He moaned softly as she caressed his balls with her tongue, licking and swirling all around his sensitive scrotum. Then moved to the other one, wetting it, caressing it with her tongue. "Can I have them both, baby?" she teased, then opened her mouth wide and very carefully sucked his entire sac into her mouth, filling her. He looked down at her between moans, thrilling to see her mouth stuffed with his balls.

Looking back at him, she could see his desire for her in his eyes, further stoking her own fires. "Babyyyyy ... I want you ..." She released his balls and slowly, ever so slowly, licked her way up his rigid shaft, her saliva wetting it and making it glisten.

"It's all for you babe!" her lover gasped. "But here, let's try it this way ..." He stood and gently pulled her to her feet, then turned her so that her back was to the table. "That's it ... lie right back on the table, young lady". He eased his lover back onto the table, her feet leaving the floor and dangling at one end while her head hung backwards off the other. She knew what was coming ... and she loved it! Mr. B kicked his pants off and slid his briefs to the floor as he moved into position by Katey's face. 

"Open wide, young lady", he directed as he approached her, his swollen shaft gripped firmly in his hand. She gasped as he rubbed its head across her cheek, brushing it past her lips. "Are you ready?"

"Oh yesssss ..." she panted ... "give him to meeeeee!" She held her mouth open even wider, extending her tongue. Mr. B. inched forward, allowing the head of his hard cock to enter her mouth. Katey's lips immediately encircled it, grasping it, pulling him in. Her hips arched up and down reflexively on the table as her passion continued to build. 

To Mr. B, the sight of his cock disappearing into his lover's upturned face was almost too much to bear. "That's it baby ... you can take it all ... make an "O" with your lips ..." She did as he demanded, reaching out to pull him ever deeper. Her moans were muffled by his fat shaft filling her mouth, nearly gagging her but arousing intense, incredible emotions of desire. He continued to coach her, urge her on, "Yes baby ... relax your throat ... almost there ... you can do it!" And in a moment it was so, as she felt her nose pressing to his balls, his pubic hair tickling her chin. Her lover's cock was completely buried in her mouth. She could feel its head pressing to the back of her throat. Gawd, it felt good!

At the same time, the fire between Katey's legs had rekindled, and her naked ass writhed on the slick tabletop in rhythm with the thrusts of her lover's manhood in her mouth. Mr. B leaned forward over her, his shaft still firmly in place between her lips, and slid his middle finger along the length of her feminine slit. Fire burned through her at his touch, and she arched up to meet his probing digit. "Ooooo, you like that, do you baby?" She could only grunt in response, trying to pull his shaft ever deeper into her wanting mouth.

"I have an idea, young lady ... are you ready for this?" Mr. B asked under his ragged breath. She wasn't sure what he had in mind, but still ... "yes baby ... anything ... I want youuuuu." "You're going to like this I think ..." he answered. Reaching behind him to her desk, Mr. B grasped the now-empty champaign bottle, and, upending it, brought the narrow neck to Katey's throbbing pussy. "Spread your legs for me, young lady," he once again urged. She did as he commanded, her thighs parting for him and exposing the folds of her pussy.

"What ... what are you going to do?" she begged.

"Oooo baby, you like champaign, don't you?" With that, Mr. B slipped the head of the bottle into Katey's sweet hole. "Oh my gawddddddd!" she moaned as the slick glass entered her. She arched up to meet it as he eased the bottle in deeper, its widening neck opening her ever more. As Mr. B thrust the bottle into her pussy, Katey resumed her ministrations to his cock, wildly bobbing her head back and forth as he fucked her mouth with it. Deeper and deeper, he plunged the bottle into his lover's pussy, until the neck almost entirely disappeared into her, stretching her lips wider and wider. 

Katey pulled her head back so she could speak. "Baby ... I want you! Fuck me, pleeeease!"

"Gladly, young lady", he answered, returning the bottle to the desk, then taking her hands to lift her to a sitting position. "Stand right here on the floor, and turn around". Without hesitation, Katey obliged, anticipating the sensation of her lover's hot cock filling her. She bent forward over the table and pulled her skirt up to her waste, then looked back at him "Come and get it, big boy!" She wiggled her ass in his direction, inviting. This was the moment she had been hoping for. Mr. B again stepped to her, his rigid manhood in his hand, guiding it between her legs. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Katey gasped, feeling him penetrate her. From this angle, her lover could drive so deeply into her ... gawd, it felt sooooo good! Mr. B rammed into her over and over again, his thighs slapping against her ass every time he thrust forward. They were both close, so close, to orgasm, the fire in their loins seemingly unquenchable. 

Then it was upon them. Mr. B's entire body clenched as his climax erupted, He drove his shaft one last time, the deepest yet, into his lover, and held it there as his hot manjuice erupted into her. "Kateyyyyyyyyyy!" 

The sensation of her man's cock pulsing inside her sent Katey over the edge too, her passion boiling over as wave after wave of orgasm rippled thru her, the walls of her pussy pulsing in time with her lover's rigid cock. "Mr. Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Mr. B's knees buckled and he collapsed to a chair. He looked into Katey's eyes as he pulled her to his lap. She had the smile of a satisfied woman, HIS satisfied woman at that. Their lips met in a gentle, lingering, kiss.

And, just then ... the phone rang, again.



A Surprise Visitor



There is a sharp knock at the door, that snaps me out of my daydream. The report I am working on lying across my bed with the laptop and a pile of books is about as dull as it gets. I am not expecting anyone as staying out of town for a couple of weeks in an old house with a few other busy professionals that never seem to be in.

I slip a cardigan over the top of my vest and jeans and quickly make my way to the door. When I open it I can't believe what I am seeing. It is Michael, my boyfriend, who I haven't seen in 2 weeks, not since I first came out here.

"What are you doing here?!" I say with a look of shock on my face. 

He says nothing and strides across the threshold and takes hold of me. Pressing himself into me tightly as his lips met mine. I melt at his touch and hold him closely. He closes the door behind him and pushes me up against the narrow hallway wall. I am now pinned between him and the wall, his tongue parting my lips and kissing me hungrily. His hands holding me tightly began working there way over my body. First under my clothes and across the small of my back, then round to the front, forcing its way up between our bodies to find my breasts.

His kisses crossed my face and down my neck in one motion he had lifted my vest and was kissing the naked exposed flesh of my breasts, not getting too close to the sensitive nipples, but covering ever inch with hard, powerful kisses.

"I want you naked." He exclaimed into my ear as his mouth kissed its way back up my body.

"Not here," I said fearful of someone else getting home, "Lets go to my room."

He didn't need telling twice and followed me as I made for the stairs. As I took the first step up I felt his hand coiled around my waist and started undoing the belt of my jeans. By the time we got to the top they were undone, and he was trying to get my top off. Once inside the room I was stripped of every scrap of clothing within seconds, his being removed almost as quickly.

He pushed me backwards onto the large double bed that took up most of the room, pushing the books aside and placing the computer on the chest of draws at the end of the bed out of harms way. I started to complain about the treatment of my books when he pounced on me. Straddling my body and kissing me again. This time his hands did not need to fight against my clothes in order to find what they wanted and his mouth was soon clamped tightly around my nipple, the other being gently squeezed and pulled by his had. I arched my back and began to groan as the sensation took over my body, the pile of books lying in a heap on the floor forgotten.

His hand started to slowly make its way down my body, crossing my belly and down to the top of my legs. His hand softly ran over my smooth mound and I felt him draw breath as he realised I was freshly waxed, my lips soft, smooth and completely exposed. His hand reached further down and his mouth moved to my other nipple, leaving the first one wet and glistening, stiffening as the cool air hit it. I watch as his body slowly slides down mine, my second nipple being exposed in the same way the first had as he kisses down the curve of my body, closer to where his hand is waiting.

I feel his hand slowly, gently parting my lips as his tong slides along the exposed area. My hips buck forward involuntarily as the tip touches my clit briefly. His eyes look upward and catch mine as he smiles at me. He knows what he is doing is going to drive me wild and he loves it as much as I do! Quickly his eyes are down and he buries his face deep in my pussy. His hands reach around and grip my hips as he pulls me into him. His tongue curves forward and circles my clit in firm quick strokes, I moan and run my fingers through his hair, pushing his face closer, I feel one hand moving down from my hip back to between my legs as I get closer to cuming. He uses the hand to push my legs further apart and then uses his tongue to repeatedly move from my clit right the way down my pussy and back up again, spreading my juices and his saliva all over, then back to my clit.

He begins to suck and nibble as my clit grows and swells with pleasure, and as I feel it getting too much he inserts a finger deep inside me. This pushes me over the edge and as my pussy contracts and squeezes he inserts a second and third and mercilessly sucks and licks my clit. I writhe around on the bed under him moaning and my hands grip the bed sheets. As I come down from the peak his movements slow and become more gentle. My body still twitching as he slowly lifts his body to lay next to me, I gaze into his eyes and smile. He brings his hand up to move a stray curl from my face and kisses me. This time much more gently, however as he shifts his body to get closer I can feel his cock against my hip. I reach down between us, enjoying the skin contact I have missed for so long, and gently take his cock in my hand. It twitches as I do so and I begin by slowly running my hand up and down.

He breaks the kiss and looks down at me, a half smile on his face as roles back onto his back to give me better access. My turn I think to myself. I quickly straddle him and kiss him while I continue to rub his cock, now situated between my own thighs, his hands move up and sit happily on the curve of my back as he gentle rocks my pelvis against him. I wriggle slightly and start to move down his body, gently licking each nipple and following the line down from his stomach to his cock. Still with my hand around his cock I gently suck the end into my mouth.

I slowly run my tongue around the head, I know this drives him wild and I can hear his breathing changing as I pick up speed. Suddenly I take the full length as far in as I can, then quickly out again. He gasps and places his hand on the back of my head guiding my head into a gentle rhythm, as I come up I suck harder and then release as I go down again, slowly picking up speed till I sense he is about to come. I take my head away leaving just my hand gently squeezing the base of his cock. "Fuck you're good!" He exclaims as his breathing begins to calm again. I look at his amazing cock, so big and hard and decide that's enough with the oral and slide back up on top of him. Before he has a chance to stop me I impale myself on him and begin rocking back and forth.

He reaches up and grabs my arse to try and stop me, knowing he is so close. He growls at me as I smile and rock harder and faster, knowing I am driving him wild. Not liking the loss of control he flips me over onto the bed, pinning me down, leaving my pussy empty and aching for him. Quickly he turns me onto my belly and pulls my hips back to meet him. Before I can complain he has filled me once more and is slowly withdrawing and filling me. I shift to rest on my elbows as his hand reaches round to touch my clit. I gasp as he begins to rub gently, gradually building speed and pressure, just the way I like it.

As the climax rises in me push back against him forcing him deeper into me, his grip on my hips grows tighter as his hand frantically brings me off. I scream and throw my head back as I cum, pushing myself back hard and squeezing down on his cock. I hear him moan as he cums.

We both collapse onto the bed panting, beads of sweat roll down his body, as I lay my head on his chest and close my eyes. So much better than cyber sex!! I don't care how good the web cam is!